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He Yi gently knocked on the door and heard the man’s gentle and polite reply, “Please come in.”

She entered the gentle room and saw him sitting at the window reading.

The Gentle Hand was holding an English original book. The thick volume of the original book impressed he yi. He was as rich and varied as an encyclopedia.

He was a hundred-year-old man, but he had a youthful and healthy body. He had a handsome face, and under his golden appearance, there was a lot of talent and wisdom like countless stars in the sky. There was no denying that he was a miracle of mankind!

He Yi walked to the front of the gentle man and gently sat opposite him. She pursed her lips and smiled silently. Even if she did not speak, gentle already knew her intentions. He put down the book in his hand and looked up at her.

The two of them looked at each other speechlessly, but there were some words in their hearts that they could not say.