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... o the second floor of the workshop early.

  In the living room, Yu Xiushi handed An Yan an exquisite red invitation letter.

   "What is this?" An Yan looked puzzled.

  Yu Xiushi smiled and motioned, "Open it and have a look."

  Tearing off the bow tied on the invitation letter, An Yan looked at her boyfriend with a puzzled expression after seeing the content on the card.

   "Charity Gala? What do you mean?"

  It's not that she doesn't know what a charity ...

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