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... hen she was racing in the past. He was a racer in the Qingbao Racing Team, and loved to hang out with her.
“Sister Qing, I heard from Mu Zi that you’re in the capital?” He continued in a pleading voice, “I need your help! It’s an emergency, a life-saving matter!”
Mu Zi sold her out again? Fine, she was already used to it. She replied calmly, “Are you going to tell me or not? If not, I’m hanging up.”
Sang Ning’s humbling voice sounded, “I’ll speak! I’ll speak! Sister Qing, ...
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