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Inside the private box, it seemed to be filled with a special kind of ambiguous atmosphere. Li Rong's body was releasing a kind of indescribable fragrance, this kind of smell, was the kind that had once captivated Huang Xing.

Still, of course.

Huang Xing continued to console her: Li Rong, you must think it through. There must be a reason behind the Director Fu arranging such arrangements