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at small space had become thin. She gasped for breath, her face flushed red, and the delicate whiteness revealed a cherry-like blush. Her entire face seemed to be a piece of high-grade blood jade, so...on his behalf After all, this happened because of me…""That's not true!" Rong Ling reached out and grabbed Lin Meng's hand, stopping her from chasing after Yao Feiqian. "Old Five had already booked a...