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... the invitation in her hands, a mocking smirk tugging at her lips.
Qiao Qianmo had already entered the venue under the staff’s guidance.
Susan crossed her arms, watching Xiyan stare silently at the invitation.
What’s wrong? Did seeing the invitation strike her dumb so she couldn’t even say a word?
Thinking this, Susan felt elated, a sense of being in total control surging through her.
Xia Xiyan, in her current pitiful state, was no different from Xia Zhiyu ...
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