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Chu Qian's face was a little blushing, and she looked at Yang Jian with a smile, holding the photo bead in her hand; and even Ao Xinke, the calmest, quietest and most knowledgeable person, had a wave of eyes at this time, and there was some anger in her beautiful eyes, which seemed to be a facial expression. Thin...