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"Hehe..." Qiao Anmu smiled painfully, glancing around the presidential suite. This was booked by someone else, hoping to spend a good night with Fang Chen here.,The night I originally planned to spend with Fangchen came true in my dreams instead.,At 4 a.m., Qiao Anmu opened her eyes. The alcohol had worn off halfway, and the soreness in her waist, along with the even breaths beside her, startled her.。