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... original place, and walked towards the art books, picking out a master's painting album for Luo Chenxi. Seeing this, Xu Weiran's eyes darkened.

  He knew that the relationship between Song Can and Luo Chenxi was better.

  Perhaps it can be said that Luo Chenxi has a higher status in Song Can's heart.

   And he should have no status.

Song Can then went to pick out a bunch of mock test papers for the second year of high school. She bought two copies of the mock test pap ...

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