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... stant’s reaction was too aggrieved.
Ye Shaohua was momentarily at a loss for words.
She looked at the message Amos had sent, couldn’t help but pull the collar of her knit sweater and slightly lowered her chin, "Even writing a novel has to be arranged by you..."
The Assistant stood by Ye Shaohua’s side. Ye Shaohua’s voice was too quiet, and she herself was in a hurry.
She didn’t quite catch what Ye Shaohua was saying, barely heard the word "novel," "Sister Ye, what ...
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