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... , casting the interface of the phone conference onto the white wall on the other side, then maximizing Ye Jiu’s sub-screen.
Leaning on the living room sofa, she held a wine glass in one hand, sipping slowly, her eyes closely fixed on the man’s face magnified to movie screen proportions, like a creepy fanatic, her lips slightly curved upward.
Whatever the other party said, Ru Huan didn’t hear a word; their voice sounded to her now like some special functional potion, making her bo ...
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