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... he special Zhengshan xiaozhong tea that Zheng Jianghao had stolen from his father last time. At a glance, it was also Jiang Zhengyu’s trump card.
At the side, Chen Mengmeng and the other two girls also looked like they were enjoying themselves.
The next moment, Chen Yun’s phone rang.
“Huh? Auntie Song, what’s wrong?”
“Xiao Yun, did Yuanyuan make you angry today?” Auntie Song sighed. “She’s been spoiled by her father and me since she was young. Her words are impoli ...
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