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... ink Ao Mingyu would notice it in such a situation.
“Fifth Young Lady… Could you do me a favor?” Ao Mingyu hesitated for a moment, as if he was too embarrassed to speak.
Ning Xueyan did not say anything and waited quietly for Ao Mingyu to speak. Her jet-black eyes were cold and indifferent. She did not want to have anything to do with Ao Mingyu, but it was evident that the Third Prince was not of the same mind. Although he did not turn his head, Ning Xueyan knew his eyes had a trace o ...
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