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Just as Jiang Qingyuan wiped the tears off her face, her phone rang.

Seeing the person on the phone, Jiang Qingyuan's expression eased up, "Brother Huo?"

"En, Little Qing, why did you go out so late?"

Hawslin's voice was a little low. At this moment, he sounded so reassured, "Heh, where are you? You also attended today's party? "

Instinctively, Jiang Qingyuan thought of tonight's event