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... tention.
Turning toward the noise, they saw Yu Jiao staring at the ground, her voice trembling slightly—or was that just their imagination?
"My apologies... I didn't grip the glass properly."
She moved to kneel and pick up the broken shards.
Tian Jianmu grabbed her wrist. "Don't use your hands—wait for a broom—"
But when he felt her faint trembling, his words died in his throat, his brow slowly furrowing.
...What's wrong with Yu Jiao?
He he ...
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