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His eyes flashed with a hint of mockery when Zhou Yang said that the Chinese Medicine Faculty’s performance this year was a solo dance.

However, it was not appropriate for him to show his mockery too explicitly with Wen Ziyu present. He simply turned his head away and looked elsewhere.

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Many people were already sitting in the front row when they entered. The seats in front were basically all taken up.

However, Wen Ziyu had already made preparations and even found someone to help him reserve a few seats.

Only then could the few people from their room 3306 sit in the fourth row near the front.

Fu Ge automatically sat in the seat furthest from Wen Ziyu. He looked over and saw Liang Conglin, Shen Yugui, Liang Lu, Cheng Wu, and the others in the front row.

Several department heads were present.

in the first row in

and holding a thermos flask filled with swill. He

was someone else

a young

Ge could only see his back from afar. He could vaguely tell that he was dressed in casual clothes. His hair was combed back, revealing his clear and handsome side profile. The bridge of his nose and the side of his face seemed to be covered in a layer of porcelain under

on the man’s wrist. It was a string of Buddhist beads,

looked like

recognized the man by

been with Wen Ziyu for a long time. Only

major families, Master Wang of the Ye family was the

than Qiao Chen’s uncle,

Chen was in jail not because she had offended Qiao Nian, but because she had

Chen even after they ran about for more than half a month trying to

powerful Young Master Ye was in

pursed his thin lips and looked away, afraid

and distracted. In his daze,

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