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Pei Qingheng fearlessly repeated himself.

Lin Sitong sneered as she pinched her fingers, her joints releasing "click, click" sounds: "I didn't hear it clearly, do you want to say it again?"

Pei Qingheng calmly straightened his body and changed the topic, "The weather today is not bad."

Looking at Pei Qingheng's expression, the corner of Lin Sitong's mouth twitched