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Yang Ye gave Li Xiao Yu a quizzical look, to which she received, and she was about to repeat herself when Gu Liang’s calm and cold gaze swept over.


Li Xiao Yu shut her mouth immediately, and obediently greeted them as she sat down.


Together with Li Xiao Yu was Meng Qian Cheng, who had previously acted as Professor Wang.


And because he had been walking beside Li Xiao Yu, Meng Qian Cheng saw what she said with his sharp eyes.


Hence, when ...

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