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Chapter 85 - : Sang Qiao, what the hell are you performing?
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The director recorded the scores of all five pairs of guests in his notebook and then led them back to the Siheyuan.
Meng Wange walked on the other side of Sang Qiao, her eyes bright and sparkling. She genuinely admired her, “Qiaoqiao, what you said was so practical. How did you think of it?”
“I just received an anti-scam text message on my phone,” Sang Qiao moved her lips slightly and said indifferently.
It was probably because when she was playing the ...
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