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"As for the Qiao Family, handle it however you see fit; you don't need to consider me or the Zhou Family,"
Zhou Siheng said his thanks.
The two men walked in silence until Chen Yi'an stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Mr. Zhou, Zhao Ximo is looking for you."
Upon seeing this, Zhou Siheng smiled, getting the hint, "Since that's the case, I'll get going. Bro, remember to contact me if there's anything."
Zhou Jingwei agreed.
Zhao Ximo had already arrived, and although it had only been a day since they last saw each other, he seemed to have lost a significant amount of weight.
At the moment, he sat quietly in the sofa, only lifting his head slightly at the sound of the door opening, looking towards the source of the sound.
Zhao Ximo's eyes were full of bloodshot veins, unsettling as he said hoarsely, "Jingwei, you're here..."
"I'm still looking into the news about Sang Wanting, there's nothing yet,"
