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He went downstairs and immediately said in a low voice, "Where have you been, I'm so busy!"

"Sorry." Gu Zhong smiled, and ran to the bar to serve the prepared coffee to the guests.

Now the number of guests began to increase, Gu Zhong ran back and forth, and when he passed by Qi Yue for the third time, he couldn't help but walk over.

"Huh?" Qi Yue turned his head and glanced at him.

"I've locked the door." Gu Zhong said.

"En." Qi Yue nodded.

Gu Zhong hesitated for a moment, and asked softly, "Who is that friend you mentioned...?"

Qi Yue stared at him for almost ten seconds before saying, "Qi Mao Mao's father."

"Ah." Gu Zhong paused, although he had always guessed this way, he was still a little surprised when he heard Qi Yue's answer, "Then he... goes to jail?"

"You really take those rumors seriously." Qi Yue laughed, and after laughing for a while, he said softly, "He's dead."