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Shen Xiangyi grabbed Zhao Yuanbai's collar and gritted his teeth: "How many saviors do you have?" Zhao Yuanbai hugged a certain woman who was gritting her teeth and said softly: There is only one sweetheart in my heart. A certain woman immediately became shy.

"Go to South Africa with me tomorrow." A certain arrogant man took a sip of red wine gracefully. "I won't go." Dong Qiuyi decisively refused without even thinking. The next day, a certain woman was carried by a certain man onto a helicopter bound for South Africa.