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n a bad mood, whispered something in her ear. A sinister smile appeared on Bai Xiwen's lips. 。Bai Xiwen was putting on makeup in the dressing room. Her assistant stood at the door and called out for...best to suppress it, not letting it break through. He struggled desperately, knowing that once this thought took root in his heart, he would be doomed. He couldn't, and didn't want to.So these thought...