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... h.
Then, this Mr. Zhong should be living in a magnificent place like a palace or at least a special-designed mansion.
But the fact was, this place was even more simple than he thought.
But the commons could still not afford it.
At the doorway, Cheng Yun stopped, and looked at Cheng Yiran curiously—Cheng Yun had driven the car and took Cheng Yiran here.
Cheng Yun asked, “Oh, put your guitar into the car. It looks weird to carry it about.”
Of course, it was not ...
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