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... why won’t you come out and meet us?"
"Meet us! Meet us! Meet us!" That voice kept repeating the same sentence.
"Let’s go, Duanmu Zhe, and ignore its pretense," Mo Qingyi said as she grabbed Duanmu Zhe’s hand and headed for the exit.
"Wait a moment." The voice sounded again, particularly smooth when it spoke those three words.
Mo Qingyi paused, looked back, and rubbed her nose with her thumb, "I’m giving you one more minute to think it over. I don’t care who you a ...
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