Oliver Xie held the pheasant in his arms and gently stroked the fur on its back. A mobile phone was placed on the table beside him. When others saw this scene, they all sighed with emotion that the treatment of the life-saving pheasant was different.
Shi Changxuan, who knew the truth, said: "...Forget it?"
It doesn't seem like a good idea to give Brother Shan Ji a hard time at such an old age.
Even though Guo Xing had never been saved by Brother Shan Ji, he felt a little sympathetic, "Look, it doesn't even dare to move."
Oliver Xie was about to answer when his cell phone rang. He picked it up and said a few words, "Well, well... OK, is it okay? Well, no problem..."
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