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Xing Ang frowned and looked at Mu Bingyue with a puzzled and weird expression: "So, are you joking with me?"

Mu Bingyue smiled bitterly and said helplessly, "Do I look like I'm joking?"

"Well, it doesn't look like it. Is he really a beggar? " Xing Ang was even more confused.

Mu Bingyue thought for a while