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... , etc. Mingyue, a girl from the Mingdao tribe. I just don't know why, that kid Pei Ming didn't like any of them in his previous life, he was always single.

He was not familiar with Jun Huachen in his previous life, and only met a few times occasionally, so it took him a long time to react now.

It's just that now that he recognizes Jun Huachen, he seriously doubts whether he has recognized the wrong person.

Was Jun Huachen so tricky in his previous life?

He couldn't he ...

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