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... at Xia Ye with a full expression of resentment.

Xia Ye said, "Your throat hasn’t healed yet, you’re still getting IVs. Also, you think night is still at the venue, but he’s long gone."

Actually, thinking about it, Lu Yinxing realized it was true.

Night was such a low-key person and only appeared for five minutes.

At that time, the atmosphere at Blue Hall was so enthusiastic but when we wanted him to come out, he still refused.

Night was just a substitute, ...

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