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veryone present could feel the deep sadness emanating from her voice..."Cut!" The first line was immediately yelled "cut" by the director. Bai Xiwen sneered, as expected, a newbie. At least she had ma...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."ely wears artificial perfume. Unless he attends an event, he usually has a faint rose scent on him.Mo Yao frowned slightly and gently turned her face away, creating a distance between them."It must ha...