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... up weakly and reached for the glass on the bedside table.
The cold water flowed down her throat, alleviating the discomfort and dryness, and also clearing her chaotic thoughts.
Buzz—Buzz—
Lin Jiao glanced at the caller and answered the call after some hesitation.
Her tone was cold as she asked, “What do you want?”
“Sister Jiao, are you free this afternoon?” Song Zhen was very polite. “Brother Quan wants to transfer a shop to you. You have to come over and ...
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