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... t Edgar had sent an invitation to the video call, and he didn't want to open it.

"The information was just sent by you?" Edgar's face was revealed in the contact, and there was no expression on his face, but his eyes fixed on Shu Shu, making Shu Shu inexplicably feel a little hot.

"Yeah." Shu Shu nodded.

"I know." Edgar said.

Got it? What do you know? Shu Shu is somewhat puzzled, but at this time, the video call has been hung up.

Seeing that the contactor did ...

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