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... scold her!

I don't know that this woman followed Mu Wanchu's side as a secretary, and she traveled all over the world, so she should always have the most basic knowledge, right?

But now it seems that it is all in vain! Live to the pig's head!

At this moment, He Hongchang was in such a hurry to throw them all away.

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