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Moyanrui's face was so cold that it was practically freezing. Seeing his expression, the woman finally did not dare to continue moving forward, "Sorry, how about you give me your WeChat, then I'll … …"

"No need." Before the woman finished speaking, the Moyanrui replied coldly.

Baiziyi stood at the side, holding back his anger until his face was red