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Gu Qiu's pretty eyebrows knitted together slightly. She glanced at the handsome youth and the ordinary looking youth, and said unhappily: "I trust Sir Yang Liefeng, you're not such a despicable person."

"Not like that? Xiao Juan, you don't know the face, but you know the heart. How long have you known Yang Liefeng? The handsome youth frowned and asked