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... outhern accents, even Beiliang. There are no distinctions between men and women, and when the woman speaks, her voice is also loud and clear, without the slightest twist or shyness, and it seems that she is used to the rivers and lakes.

Liu Yuru lined up and felt a little restrained, but Jiang Rou was calm. A woman in a blue dress stood in front of them, turned her head, and said to Jiang Rou, "You also came here to get your certificate from the government?"

"Yes." Jiang Rou smiled ...

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