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Chapter 148: Then You Must Repay Me Well
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... d her brow.
She grasped the man’s wrist. "Ayan, what’s wrong?"
Fu Shiyan shook his head, and then clasped her hand, his fingertips gently hooking her palm. "Nothing, I’m fine."
An Yan sensed something subtly amiss but couldn’t pinpoint what it was.
Qiu Ye sat there, her face beaming with joy, her voice consistently audible over the table.
Whenever Fu Shiyan looked up, he could see that hint of red.
He had never before been so hallucinated by a colo ...
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