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"Mr. Lin, what do you want to do?" Hearing Lin Fei say that he was still unhappy, Lu Tianxiong's clothes were drenched in cold sweat.

"Me?" Lin Fei looked at Wu Feiyu and Lin Meilin with a playful expression.

Wu Feiyu, whose face was already ashen, immediately ran in front of Lin Fei.

Boom! *

Under the gaze of everyone, he kneeled in front of Lin Fei.

"Mr. Lin