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... wn after the competition." Song Yinyin retorted unceremoniously.
Song Anqi’s eyes were filled with a piercing coldness.
Suddenly, her gaze fell on Song Yinyin’s handbag, and an idea immediately formed in her mind.
She deliberately slowed her steps, secretly took out her phone, and dialed a number: "It’s me, after I finish playing the piano, find an opportunity to take Song Yinyin’s handbag..."
Walking ahead, Song Yinyin subconsciously glanced at her phone, then sw ...
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