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On the third floor of a restaurant far away, Qing Yun was a little worried. "Mistress, Miss Faang won't lose out, will she? Should we go down to welcome her?"

"What are you welcoming her for? Just wait till she finishes typing and then send her the address. Even if fifty people from Cen Family come, they wouldn't be able to hold her." If she couldn't handle this matter