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Tong Qing's gaze was too intense. Fu Chijing followed it and, with a single glance, saw her preparing for the dance. The corner of his lips curled slightly, and his eyes were full of delight. Tong Qing met Fu Chijing's eyes and immediately looked away, pretending she had not seen anything. Fu Chijing's thin lips parted, and he mouthed silently, "Good luck." Tong Qing snorted