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Duan Wen, whose back was facing her, could not help but purse her lips. ’Do you know anything?’

How ignorant and embarrassing.

Duan Wen secretly heaved a sigh of relief. In front of Dou Fukang, she naturally looked gentle and easy to talk to. She turned to Gu Yundong and said with a smile, "Madam Shao, this way please. I will definitely bring you to see the most beautiful chrysanthemums in our residence." ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Gu Yundong snorted and walked forward arrog ...

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