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Wen le looked up at the man in confusion.
Bo Yicheng’s dark eyes were slightly deep. He placed his wrist on the edge of the office desk, his well-defined fingers tapping the table lightly. His handso face appeared even colder and harder, and his entire body exuded a cold air.
It was as if there was no turning back for this matter.
The atmosphere in the office was a little heavy. Wen le had been observing the man silently from the side. Seeing that the man had no intention of changing his mind, he tried to speak, master Bo …
“No matter how capable jinglan is, she can’t avoid a plane crash.” Wen le asked again,” Are you sure?”
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