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"Hiss—" Before Tong Qing could speak, Huo Jinshu suddenly gasped. He looked down and realized Tong Qing was holding a thin, long silver needle, and it had already pierced the back of his hand. "You..." Tong Qing said, "Mr. Huo, what did I do?" Huo Jinshu shook her off, his face dark with anger. "What did you do to me?" Tong Qing’s lips curved into a faint, unreadable smile