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Meng Zisu’s gaze naturally fell on Lei. Just as she was about to go over, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist.

A tall man stood in front of her, angrily glaring at her.

The moment Meng Zisu spotted the newcomer, her face went pale. A mix of chill and hatred crossed her face. “Let me go, Ke Yanhuai. Why do you hit him?”

The newcomer was none other than Ke Yanhuai.

He gazed at Meng Zisu’s beautiful face, which was just inches away, his expression momentarily daze ...

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