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... Ji Nuan’s eyes were suddenly fixed on the glass window, Xia Tian, who was trying on her new shoes, turned around and caught a glimpse of the two people passing by.
Xia Tian asked suddenly, her eyelids quivering, “Oh, my god. What did I see?! Why is President Mo with that An… An what? An Shuyan, right? Why are they here?”
The next moment, Xia Tian’s voice suddenly stopped, and she turned her eyes sharply toward Ji Nuan.
She did hear a piece of news some time ago.
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