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... “These…”

The report he had gotten someone to investigate previously clearly showed that he had nothing to do with Little Xiaxia. Although he had always suspected it, many checks showed that he had nothing to do with Little Xiaxia, so he gave up on the idea.

Lin Jing nodded. “CEO Jun, these documents were sent from different testing institutions in the country. The possibility of error is zero.”

Considering the possibility of being disturbed, Lin Jing specially instructed his s ...

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