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... , and sometimes knowing too much wasn't necessarily a good thing.
But...
His suspicious gaze lingered on the man across from him.
Why did Bo Jingmo seem different from their last meeting?
Noticing Xin Hao's stare, the man sitting upright on the sofa lazily lifted his eyelids, his long legs crossed casually as he intertwined his fingers.
A faint smile played on his lips, not reaching his dark, fathomless eyes that resembled a turbulent sea. His tone remaine ...
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