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"Sorry, Mr. Fu."

The two bodyguards who were dragging Shen Xi away apologized with trembling hearts and continued to do so after. Just their luck to bump into the president when they were dealing with this rat.

"Wait a minute." Fu Qingli suddenly became interested and clasped Shen Xi's arm.

Shen Xi's head was hung so low that it was almost buried in her chest. Her small body shivered and her eyebrows converged. She could see his long and slender fingers with neatly trimmed nails. His hands were perfect for playing the piano.

The President of Tianheng looked at the bodyguards and asked them to release this boy. He was confused and wondered if Mr. Fu knew this refugee-looking kid.

This young man was scrawny and sloppily dressed. What did Mr. Fu see in him?

"Lift your head and let me take a look." Fu Qingli's voice was mellow, but his tone was cold and ruthless. He frowned slightly at Shen Xi's shivering little body.