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... od of time, they have been standing still?
Before she could think about it, Li Moying had walked back to her, and she was holding a handful of exquisite guqin made of sycamore wood, which looked a little familiar.
"Yu Bingqin?" Huang Yan left for a moment.
Li Moying put the piano in front of her, and said angrily: "You have no conscience, and you threw the piano I sent you directly into the palace, and I deliberately asked Mo Qi to get it back."
It was only after Huan ...
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