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... Banquet at Hongmen, and therefore she was not surprised at all when she heard that he had beaten up the producer after coming back.

After all, compared to when she had once burnt bird feathers, beating up a producer was really nothing.

Song JinXing had changed into a new set of clothes and was doing his daily workout, with his phone placed on the treadmill. On the screen was his own face with a pitch-black facial mask pasted on.

Song: Getting a new creepy look every day. ...

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