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The skin above her neck was pale with a hint of pink, her small face delicate, and her eyes somewhat cold.
Her black hair draped over her shoulders, and she wore a white long-sleeved shirt, as cool as a Song dynasty poem.
"What are you looking at?" her agent Wen Yun walked over.
"Pei Muchan... what has she been up to lately?" Lin Wanzhou turned off her screen, her expression somewhat cold as she countered.
"You're asking about Pei Muchan?" Wen Yun, a ...
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