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Chen Xiaowan, who was watching Wei Guotao's face, gradually became astounded. Her old classmates' comments and envious looks cast a dense fog in her head.

"What exactly is going on?" Chen Xiaowan muttered to herself.

Wu Xiaoping rubbed his hands. With a smiling face that was full of flattering, he came to Chen Xiaowan and gave her 180 degrees bow, and then grinned, "Wow, Belle Chen, my dearest Goddess Xiaowan, do you still need a devoted and faithful slave? If you still need one, please receive me! I'll do the laundry, the cooking, serve tea, anything. Absolute satisfaction guaranteed!!!"