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What is willing to show, we can see through covers.
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I KNOW what acting weird is, especially since I work under legal research. Aside from that, I work alongside the seven people in a café that shelter genius ones who work in secret. So, the fact that Mr. Yuan is being too stiff for me to know that he is being absurd ticks me off.
That is why after a few skims over the slightly blurred copy of my mother’s book, I placed it on his coffee table and asked, “Are you all right, Sir? Do you need some medicine? Head ache?”
“Ignore me, Miss Luo. Just do your job so we could finish quick.”
I doubted that we could.
With the book’s more than two hundred pages in low-tech carbon typewriter typeface, considering the blotches, the drawings, the figures, and the charts, it
