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... he morning, Ming Yao left the hotel and went to a hair salon.
She had her extravagantly explosive hair straightened, with just the tips slightly curled.
After changing into a T-shirt and jeans, she looked much fresher.
Her phone kept buzzing with messages.
Ming Yao lazily took it out and glanced at the screen.
Xiao Yixuan had sent over ten messages and made seven or eight calls.
——Yaoyao, last night was an emergency, if your husband had caught me, ...
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