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when Wen turned to look at the sign that she realized it was an old-established cheongsam shop in city A. 。"Wear a cheongsam" Wen Nuan asked, Ye Fei Mo nodded. The stylist was an elegant middle-aged...g looked at Long Chengtian with a smile. This man never said anything nice, always harsh and cruel, especially towards her, showing no mercy. Wu Shuang smiled faintly, "Long Chengtian, at least I'm he...