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Wang Jia's mansion, Shi kicked the door open with one foot, still chewing gum, his hands in his pockets, his eyes sharp, yet carrying a hint of laziness.,Momo has an IQ of 160, but after all, he's just a three-year-old child. We need to make sure he is safe.,Looking at the figure of someone leaving, Gu Yunyao's eyes narrowed slightly.。