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... agged her suitcase.

"The little girl is a good eye. Although this one is a fake, but Linyi has seven or eight points, I have not seen the original, I am afraid I can't identify it."

Gu Weiwei smiled softly. "It happened."

Just happened, she also saw the original.

"If you are ya, you are too big to do things. How can such a big thing go wrong? If it is not a slight time to find that the painting is fake, it will be found in the hands of the Wilson couple tomorrow. It i ...

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