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"Miss Jiang?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Jiang Qingyuan's body froze. She slowly turned around, and a smile appeared on her rosy face. Beside her, the lotus-like girl was also smiling.

"Little Qing, why are you here?"

Jiang Qingyuan didn't move. In fact, she felt like her feet were rooted to the ground and she couldn't move