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... n Zhi halted in her tracks but did not turn around; she was hesitating. However, in the few seconds of her hesitation, the man had already walked up behind her.
A faint smell of fir mixed with the scent of tobacco enveloped her from behind, trapping her in a net-like embrace.
Wen Zhi’s body tensed slightly; she took a deep breath and slowly turned around, her gorgeous lips curving into a smile as she called out to him, "Mr. Shang."
Shang Hexing held a cigarette between hi ...
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