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... en glance at Han Zhijin this time, and declared unambiguously: "Not drinking!"
"So who do you want to drink with?" Han Zhijin bluntly took a seat opposite Xia Wan’an, "My uncle?"
Uncle ... Hearing Han Zhijin say the word uncle in that familiar tone, Xia Wan’an accidentally paused in her phone-scrolling actions.
Observing her reaction, Han Zhijin grew increasingly sure of his suspicions. He was convinced that this woman in front of him deliberately fell into his uncle’s ar ...
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