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... he term “Miss” was like a resounding slap on her face, making it burn hot.
Ming Jing slowly approached, the brilliant lights couldn’t match the girl’s eyebrows for even half a moment.
With a smile on her lips, she was as gentle as a spring breeze brushing one’s face.
“So it’s Ms. Zhao who has come. Xiao Hua, get the tea.”
Xiao Hua secretly glanced at Zhao Qin’s expression, as expected, the temper could not be held on this miss’s face, so her complexion changed ins ...
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