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As he sat in the bar, although the atmosphere was the same, Qi Ze Tian no longer had the energy to play around. The sudden exclamation came before you caught his attention.

Qi Zetian looked up at the door. The woman was dressed in a sleeveless black qipao, and small, blood-red flowers were scattered alluringly on the black brocade. Her wavy hair was pushed to one side