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... u Zicai's plan sounded whimsical, but there was still a hint of feasibility.

First of all, Sandora came here under the pretext of studying abroad. This meant that her identity was not only that of a foreign princess but also an ordinary senior high school student. Whether experiencing life or genuinely studying, it all meant she had to lower her stance and interact with ordinary people. In this situation, a Cinderella story could happen. Although the chances were slim, no normal man coul ...

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