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It was just a farce, the so-called ball, which was just like that. Although Bai Qiangwei had danced a dance that was praised by the crowd under the melodious music, she had clearly lost her composure.

The night wind, the night, the stars, the paths in the unknown garden.

"Bai Qiangwei, I feel like I've really suffered a big loss. That was a million yuan, not just a dollar or two