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... am Sang Qiao?" The director looked around the room, his brows tightly furrowed.
"I just saw them catch a chicken and head outside, they wouldn't have been led away by the chicken, would they?" As Meng Wangge spoke, an image already formed in her head.
You see, when she used to go back to her hometown, she could often witness scenes of chickens and ducks chasing children around, scaring them.
And Sang Qiao, so thin and frail as she was, didn't seem like someone who would k ...
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