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Before the journalists realized what had happened, they were all picked up and thrown out of the room, followed by yelling noises.

“These people are disgusting. Lucky that we came in time.”

“Those people… I bet they aren’t even real journalists.”

Ye Shengge heard two men talking. Before she looked up, she saw a slender hand reaching toward her.

That hand had distinct joints and it looked exquisite.

“Get ...

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