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... be that the person who schemed against her in her previous life was Su Lin? Lin Yin trusted Su Lin completely in her previous life and she was not guarded against him at all.

“No need. I’ll personally invite my friends.”

Lin Yin turned around and walked back to the bedroom, closing the door heavily.

!!

“Brother, what should we do?” Su Fei asked worriedly.

Su Lin was very dissatisfied with Lin Yin’s attitude towards him. He snorted and whispered to Su Fei, ...

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