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At night.
Tiancheng Club.
Room 609.
The lamp is green, the paper is drunk.
Today, Lee Tianxiang had invited many friends for his birthday.
Other than Zhang Qingqing, Lu Zhanbei was also present!
If Lee Tianxiang was angry, you would definitely not come.
Lu Zhanbei sat in a dark corner and looked at the crazy crowd in front of him. His face was indifferent
