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... ool, one foot tapping the ground, toasting with a glass of Western liquor to Yin Mo, "The servant at the racecourse, is it Yun Lih?"
Yin Mo raised her head, her eyes harboring caution, "What do you mean?"
"Tsk." He Chen took a light sip and then, with a flick of his tongue, patted Yin Mo’s cheek, "No wonder you’ve been of little use for so long, baby, your acting is too poor."
Yin Mo stepped back, turning her face away, and said evenly, "I don’t understand what you’re tal ...
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