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"Uncle Shiling, good day. My name is Li Chenglin, of the Lin family, nineteen years old this year. I like to sleep and dislike all activities that require physical movement. The person I admire the most is you," said the young man.
Li Zhirui's expression was a bit strange. He had never seen such an uninhibited junior who could speak to him so nonchalantly. But the youngster was clever, knowing when to stop and subtly flattering him at the end.
"You little rascal, I specifically went to notify you yesterday, telling you to come early today. It looks like you didn't take it to heart!" Li Zhizhun spoke up first, rushing over and fiercely pinching his ear.
"It seems you like him quite a bit, big brother," Li Zhirui said meaningfully.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have acted like that. After all, he had already disciplined Li Chenglin. It would be inappropriate for Li Zhirui to do it again.
