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Chapter 8 The Way of a Grass Beard(2/2)

"It doesn't look like him at all, but he reminds me of a poor loser. He doesn't even dare to look back at our sisters."

"Haha, Xiaomei, you are wearing such an impactful outfit today, are you just showing it to the delivery guy? Or, just now, Mr. Wang didn't look at you seriously at all, and you were feeling so panicked."

"Shut up, mom. Believe it or not, I will tear your stinky mouth apart."

"come on."

"Alright, Xiaomei, don't mess around. Don't affect Young Master Wang and the others' interest, otherwise you'll be beaten severely."

"I'll take care of you later."

In the midst of such discussion, Zhuang Jiutian finally waited for the elevator, and then walked into the elevator with his chest held high and his head held high. At the same time, an indifferent light flashed in his eyes.

It's as if he regards everything as a stupid dog.

Indifferent, extremely indifferent.

Calm, so calm that it's scary.

If any monk saw Zhuang Jiutian at this time, he would find that the humanity in him completely disappeared at this moment.

It was replaced by Taishang Wangqing.

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