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ust in case Lin Meng had another accident when he wasn't looking. His conversation with Jiang Po Lang just now had all fallen into his ears. As soon as he heard Jiang Po Lang speaking more and more o... She held a glass of wine, her dainty feet delicately gripping the stem. Her nails were painted a bright red, which under the dim light, contrasted against the crystal glass like blood, exuding a sedu...