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... sfied with me,” he said, smiling wryly.
“Didn’t expect you to still have a bit of self-awareness. I made you this myself. Aren’t you going to give it a sip?” An Xiaoning answered, handing him a cup of beverage.
Jin Qingyan could not quite get used to such a calm and well-mannered An Xiaoning. Perhaps due to the fact that she had been treating him coldly with much disdain the past few months, he seemed to have forgotten what the An Xiaoning he knew was like.
He ...
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