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... For real?! How fucking awesome is that!"
Hearing the notification in his mind, Fang Chenyi froze on the spot, woven bag in hand. His jaw dropped, and his eyes were wide with shock.
Just then, a heavily made-up woman happened to pass by. Seeing Fang Chenyi with his trash grabber and woven bag, she instinctively waved a hand in front of her nose, as if he gave off some strange odor.
The woman, clacking away in her high heels, headed for the neighborhood gate, but as she sho ...
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