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... ambiguous and subtle.
Suddenly, Mo Xiuchen’s phone rang abruptly, breaking their intense gaze. With furrowed brows, he took his hand off Wen Ran’s shoulder, pulled out his phone, saw the caller ID, and said in a low voice, “Ranran, Ah Kai is urging us.”
Wen Ran pursed her lips, which were still warm from his touch, and mentally steadied herself before quietly saying, “I don’t want to go anymore.”
“Okay!”
Pain flickered in Mo Xiuchen’s eyes.
He knew she di ...
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