For an instant, Hazel’s face was vividly like colorful paints that churned the ground.
Everyone was dumbfounded, and the joy of just getting the book was rushed out of the clouds.
Cheng Yang asked gloomily, “Hazel, what’s the matter with your book?”
Hazel did not expect that the book printed by someone was of such a poor quality, and a touch of embarrassment flashed on her face, but her mental quality was very good, and she immediately made a confused look, “I don’t know, it should be the publisher. What is the problem, I will go back and ask, and I will arrange for you again.”
Hazel’s words were justified and well-founded, and everyone didn’t doubt it, and she put on an excited expression again.
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