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... re a little afraid that something would happen to a rash artist like Yu Han. 𝗯𝐞𝗱𝐧𝐨𝘃𝐞𝐥.𝗼𝗿𝐠

You Jing was a little worried for a moment, but he did not reflect on himself at all. It was obvious that the project he set up was too difficult, which was why he forced her to this point.

The director and the staff were not the only ones who were shocked by Yu Han’s actions. Jiang Li and the other two were also shocked. Compared to You Jing, the three people who were closer saw t ...

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