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... p> Beside the small coffee table, Cheng Zhu and Chen Jieyu sat facing each other.
Each had a small wine glass in front of them, with half a glass of fruit wine still inside.
Chen Jieyu hadn’t expected Cheng Zhu to respond like that.
Earlier, she had been immersed in a despondent mood.
She didn’t ask for much, just to maintain that last bit of her self-respect.
Really, all she wanted was to keep that tiny bit of self-respect.
In matters of love, she ...
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