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... an in a tight singlet, and a middle-aged woman in colorful clothes.
Many bells were tied to her waist, a drum was in her left hand, and a small leather whip was in her right hand.
“Why are there so many people heading to the Qiao family? Could it be that they have sent out more invitations?”
Zhou Kexin was puzzled.
“Obviously.”
Chen Yu said it with a faint smile.
“It’s really not easy to get money from capitalists.”
Zhou Kexin grumbled.
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