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Lin Mo's face lit up, because in the last group of people, he saw a familiar figure.

"Mr. Duan?"

The slightly happy Lin Mo murmured in a low voice.

"What Mr. Duan?" Tang Qianling asked when she saw Lin Mo's reaction.

"Nothing, just an acquaintance from two years ago." Lin Mo looked at Duan Qingyun, who had stepped onto the white jade stairs, and watched him closely