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This time it was Jiang Mei and Tang Di's turn to laugh. Tang Di smiled and said with his tongue unruly: "Yanyan, you are more foolhardy than her. As for women, they talk about men and scold men all their lives, but they still care about men, forever and forever!" In the middle of the night in Beijing, the lights were still brightly lit. Three vicissitudes of life, middle-aged women lay staggering on the red carpet and fell asleep. The wine bottles that had been with them all night also staggered tiredly at their feet. There are still undried tears in their eyes, and their souls are still in yesterday's dream. However, after dark night comes dawn, and they will wake up easily at the next dawn.