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Chapter 91

Chapter 91

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Tang Zhiwei’s fingertips grazed the edge of the invitation as he kept his gaze fixed on Lin Qingyi’s face, as if waiting for her reaction. Standing to the side, Bai Zi unconsciously tightened his grip on the performance ticket, his knuckles turning slightly white. Lin Qingyi looked at the invitation Tang Zhiwei had handed over, then glanced at the VIP ticket in Bai Zi’s hand. Finally, she sighed and pushed both items back. "I'm sorry, but I’m going to an academic symposium with my mentor, Richard, next week. I’ve already given him my word."

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