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... in front of Ji Ning.
With a hint of mockery in her eyes, "I always thought we were the same kind of person, but now it seems, you’re not."
Ying Huang looked her over, then took a step back, leaning on the nearby railing, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it at her lips.
After taking two or three puffs, she held it between her fingers and looked at her, "A delicate flower that hasn’t endured the storm will never understand what you say. You’ve stayed at the base before, rig ...
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