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   Mother Qiao turned sideways, her eyes fell on Shao Jingmo, and she asked, "Is everything going well with yesterday's incident?"

  Shao Jingmo nodded: "Yes."

   Mother Qiao felt more at ease: "It's good that it goes well, thanks for your hard work, Jing Mo."

   This thank you is from the sincerity, after all, it is related to my daughter, and it is up to Shao Jingmo to settle it all.

  Shao Jingmo looked indifferent: "Mrs. Qiao doesn't need to talk ...

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