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On Zhao Jing's slender jade-like finger, was a Plum Blossom Ring, intertwined with golden threads and silver threads. Her lips carried an evil and charming smile, and she gave birth to an unruly expression. Her eyebrows slightly raised, and Zhao Jing coldly opened his mouth, "Did you see it clearly?"

The attendant was shocked. "This is …" Is Owner's..