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... y past eight o’clock.
With only half an hour left before the exam, Ye Jiuliang hurriedly changed into her school uniform and rode her motorcycle to school.
Midway, someone burst forth like Cheng Yaojin.
She braked, Ye Jiuliang looked up at the person getting out of the car, and frowned.
Sitting on the motorcycle, one foot steadying on the ground, she was a dashing figure; even Aren was slightly shaken by the sight.
"Miss Jiuliang, the old master is very wo ...
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