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... pressed a quick kiss to him and then pulled away.
When she looked at him again, her eyes were filled with apprehension, like a squirrel caught stealing pinecones, unsure whether to stay or leave.
Her voice was also gentle, "Fu Yanci, I’m sorry, okay? Don’t be angry, alright?"
Fu Yanci wasn’t angry.
It was just a term of endearment, what was there to fuss about?
He wasn’t so petty.
But every time he thought about how she was already Mrs. Fu and yet ...
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