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"Zi Lin, your friend really knows how to joke!" After what felt like several breaths of silence, Ye Zhong's gaze shifted from the ultimate darkness to disdain. He looked at Mu Ziling and said with a faint smile.
When Ye Zhong spoke, the remaining twenty or so people in the hall also came to their senses, each wearing a different expression.
"Brother Ye, your beloved is quite the joker too!" A middle-aged man sitting in the center of the sofa with graying hair, a bald head, dressed in a gray robe, and a square face also smiled. He turned to a tall middle-aged man sitting beside him, dressed in a Zhongshan suit and wearing glasses.
The former was Ye Hongteng, Ye Zhong's father; the latter was Mu Yangguo, Mu Ziling's father.
"Zi Lin has always loved to joke!" Mu Yangguo gave an awkward smile while he fiercely glared at Mu Ziling at the door.
