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Shen Tong had a black eye mask on, sitting on the edge of the bed, her fingers unconsciously twisting the high-quality bedding.,The man's words were like the devil, making Shen Tong even more afraid of him. She trembled but still obeyed, meekly lying down in the bed.,A hurried figure dragging a suitcase rushed out of the reception hall.。

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