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... fragrance lingers in the breeze.
Jiang Chen sat alone on the bench, gazing at the vast and misty lake, and sighed softly.
Everyone must pay for their own mistakes.
He had bumped into someone, so it was only right that he compensated.
But on second thought, it seemed like he wasn’t really at a disadvantage, getting paid without having to work. If this happened to others, they’d probably be over the moon.
Moreover, that was Luo Li’er.
At this thought ...
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