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... to the ground, covering her left and right knees with her hands, her facial features twisted into a ball from the pain.
He swallowed, turned his head with difficulty, and looked at the girl with a trace of fear, "Miss Qingning, Aunt Lin is just..."
Gu Qingning was playing with the glass ball, his knuckles were slightly bent, "If you want to speak for her, you may end up worse than her."
The tone was light, with a bit of hostility.
The butler fell silent for a ...
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