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    For three days in a row, Fu Jiu lay in the hospital for tests, and it wasn’t until the fourth day that she didn’t have to keep playing the role of the hospital’s sick-suited pretty boy.

    Fu Jiu has always been a very receptive person.

    There was one thing, though, that she wanted to find out.

    Who was behind her back!

    Fu Jiu’s eyes narrowed, and the temperature of the ward suddenly froze to the extreme.

    Then she smiled again, the corners of her mouth curving up so perfectly.

    It’s like she’s a person, full of disguises.

    She’s a hacker, code name Z.

    Just give her a computer and she can do anything you want her to do.

    And such a person was reborn as a high school student.

    “Young master, I’ve brought you all your clothes, do you want to wear this set or this one?” Chen Xiaodong invitingly looked at the beautiful young man sitting by the window, “Both sets are Givenchy’s latest models.”

    Fu Jiu one-handed support, from the balcony easily jumped down, her mouth is still holding a lollipop, silver gray hair backward a little lazy messy, that eyebrow is good-looking to death, her thin lips slightly curved, left hand copied the pants pocket, slowly walked towards Chen Xiaodong.

    That lazy, slouchy look, like a demonic deacon in a comic book, is cool!

    Chen Xiaodong was almost on the verge of looking dumbfounded, the young master taking out this appearance now, not to mention the girls, even the boys…no, one cannot think that way!

    Thinking so was undoubtedly contributing to the young master’s crookedness, and he hadn’t forgotten why the young master had been punched into the hospital this time!

    If the boss knew that the young master was still delusional about this matter of Young Qin, he would definitely break the young master’s legs!

    “Are there any other sets besides these two?” Fu Jiu looked at the incomparably bright colors in front of him and frowned.

    Chen Xiaodong immediately buried his head and tugged his clothes outward, “I also brought Young Master’s favorite hot BOY model to wear!”

    BOY?

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