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... int cultivated in herself.
“Thank you, Yunge.”
Song Yao’s lips curved.
It was not only because Pei Yunge was willing to accompany her, but also because Pei Yunge was protecting her pride and dignity.
“You’re welcome, our Miss Song.”
Pei Yunge’s tone was casual. She sat casually beside Song Yao, making her feel at ease.
As Pei Yunge listened to Song Yao play, she quickly identified the piece. After a while, the two pairs of hands on the pi ...
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