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That was Qiao's mother's voice, standing frozen in astonishment.,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.,He put his things in his pocket, feeling like he had some loose change. He quickly placed it on the bedside table. He was in such a hurry that he didn't notice dropping a necklace from his bag onto the floor.。