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... time job in her spare time, and misses her girlfriend when she is busy. The whole world revolves around Shang Cong Shu.

There is an unspeakable discomfort, I don’t like to see Feng Xin become like this, but Feng Xin is happy even when he is tired. When it comes to painting and writing for Shang Congshu’s house, Feng Xin is very happy. Xin did not care about these sacrifices at all.

On the contrary, she is like an outsider, afraid that Fengxin will suffer and be hurt.

Fengxin ...

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