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... ianman jumped in fright and left Zu An’s arms. For some reason, she always felt a bit flustered whenever she saw Chu Chuyan. However, she quickly stopped that train of thought. She had clearly spent more time with Zu An, so why did she feel guilty?


Still, even though that made logical sense, the feeling was an entirely separate matter.


Yan Xuehen smiled and said, “If that witch knew that you were talking behind her back like that, she would definitely make sure you pay th ...

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