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... y, her willingness to jump with him was rooted in her belief that he would protect her. If she couldn’t trust him, then who in the world could she trust?
Standing at the door of the aircraft, the rotor-generated hurricane tousled her hair and skirt as Mo Ran clung tightly to Gu Yixuan, not daring to look down even once.
Gu Yixuan, however, was the picture of composure, holding her with one hand and the door handle with the other, showing no sign of nervousness.
"I’m going ...
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