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"What?" Qing He asked as she sniffed her nose.

Shen Zhiqiao frowned, her gaze swept past Si Tianjin who was standing at the side, and tightly held onto Qing He's hand: "Follow me ?"

Qing He was stunned. Looking at her solemn and heavy face, she slightly retracted her heart.

She pursed her lips and nodded.

"..."

In front of the Greencloud Hall