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... after the little thief in a drunken state, and Ye Jingtang, who was circling the table, had their expressions change slightly.

Luo Ning instantly sobered up. She wanted to rush to the bed and pretend to be a little wife.

But the people who came this time were much more powerful than the previous constables.

Almost the moment the two of them heard the commotion, a figure descended from the sky and landed in front of the main room.

Luo Ning’s heart sank. She thought ...

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