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... e information of Xiao Yuanmu and the director of the welfare institute."
Someone put a hard-shelled folder next to Song Ye and happened to touch his fingers hanging on his legs. The hard-shell texture of plastic made him frown, and his head had a sense of drowsiness that didn't wake up. Song Ye and rubbed Rubbing his forehead, he opened his eyes.
After seeing his environment clearly, Song Yonghe rubbed his eyes subconsciously, turning his face to see a strange man with an elite loo ...
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