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... played with the champagne flute. The drunk had already gone flat, he popped the last of the bubbles that clung to the rim of the glass.
His phone dinged. {'be careful of your aunt,'} shao sent a message again. rolling his eyes Muchen placed the glass down.
He leaned down and checked under the table. There were no suspicious devices. Even the walls and the ceilings were clear.
It was safe to say there were no monitoring devices in the private room. His aunt probably did no ...
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