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... ce and rudeness," Mo Shiyao murmured, clenching the pink thermos cup in her hand and awkwardly raising one hand.
A smile curved Jiang Yan’s lips as she removed her gloves and grasped Mo Shiyao’s hand, "Isn’t there an old saying, ’No discord, no concord’?"
She knew that Mo Shiyao was just prideful and had a sharp tongue but a soft heart.
Otherwise, there was no need for her to step in and help at the base’s shopping center entrance when Qin Lei was picking a quarrel.
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