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While she was still in a daze, Tang Moqi dashed past her and walked out of the coffee shop that made her feel depressed.

At this moment, outside the house, the warm sunlight of late autumn shone on her body. The cold autumn wind blew on her beautiful face.

"How was my performance just now?" Once outside, she boarded a taxi. Before she hung up, she carefully asked Cang Mang