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... et Yu Yuehan.
Standing behind him, Nian Xiaomu was about to pick up a glass of red wine when her hand was held down by his.
It was as if he had eyes on the back of his head.
Without a word, Yu Yuehan removed the wine glass from Nian Xiaomu’s hand and handed her a glass of fruit juice instead.
Then, he patted her head and turned around to continue to chat with the people who had approached him.
“…” It wasn’t as if she was an elementary student. Why did she have to dr ...
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