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When Qi Han heard this, he immediately fell silent. 

'A person like me? What does he mean by that? What's wrong with Mo Yu?'

Qi Han was stunned for a moment before he said, "Since you're not the one that's interested in using the research lab, then it's not a problem. I'm willing to help your wife."

Mo Yu sighed, "What do you mean? I thought you said you were unwilling to let me use the research lab."

'This d*uchebag is testing my patience.'

The two of them exchanged a few harsh words and mocked each other for a long while before settling this matter.

Mo Yu never wanted to talk to Qi Han, but he had to put up with the annoying and sarcastic Qi Han for Fang Liu's sake.

Qi Han hung up the phone and walked toward a large window. Looking at the night skies of a foreign country, Qi Han revealed an excited smile on his face.

Since Fang Liu was the one that needed help, Qi Han didn't mind.