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... Lianmai.
The frying pan clattered against the stove, sending sparks flying.
She silently turned her gaze to Zhu Yulan and, after a brief eye contact, her delicate cheeks moved slightly. Yet she eventually replied with a hint of resignation, "Fondness… what does fondness really count for? I am well aware of my own limitations."
Zhao Lianmai's words were calm, but the very act of speaking them was itself an answer.
Indeed, feelings like fondness are intangible and f ...
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