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The whiskey on the ground had already finished a bottle, he opened the second without hesitation and continued to drink, but couldn't shake the pain in his heart.,"Hehe..." Qiao Anmu smiled painfully, glancing around the presidential suite. This was booked by someone else, hoping to spend a good night with Fang Chen here.,He put his things in his pocket, feeling like he had some loose change. He quickly placed it on the bedside table. He was in such a hurry that he didn't notice dropping a necklace from his bag onto the floor.。

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