In the next private room sat a middle-aged man, who couldn't guess his actual age and looked like he was forty years old. The vicissitudes of time have precipitated under the eyes, and the eyebrows are gentle.

"Xue Dong." Zhang Xuning remembered that this person was Xue Youlin, who attended his mother's funeral.

"Sit down." He gestured to the couch next to him and motioned for her to sit down, "Can you ......

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