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"What do you think? Congratulations on becoming an unqualified spy."

The document in his hand was smashed onto the desk by Ya Quan.

Ever since Serena returned to the British Isles, Ma Feng's text messages had increased a lot.

He had guessed that Ma Feng was texting Serena.

However, he did not expect that the topic of conversation between the two of them would revolve around him.

"I think I'm quite qualified. Serena is especially satisfied with the information I revealed to her."

The corners of Ma Feng's expressionless mouth slowly lifted into a satisfied smile.

"You're betraying your friend for glory!"

Ya Quan sat down and took off his glasses to rub the tired corner of his eyes.

Thinking of Serena gave him a headache.

"Serena is really infatuated with you. Are you really not going to consider it?"

Ma Feng looked at Ya Quan, who seemed to have a splitting headache, and sighed for Serena in his heart. He also felt pity for Ya Quan.