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... o upstairs. Only when the lights in her room turned on did he start the car and leave.
At the moment Bai Yiran closed the door, she felt utterly drained, leaning against the door and slowly sitting on the ground, still wrapped in Leng Yichen’s jacket, which carried his unique scent. Bai Yiran looked at her hand, recalling how she had lost her composure and slapped Leng Yichen across the face.
Bai Yiran! Be fair to me!
Leng Yichen’s shout still echoed in her ears.
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