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... a long conversation.
Zhao Yelan sat motionless, silently staring at a speck of dust on the ground, as if trying to spot it as a flower.
Yan Mingting scratched his head and rubbed his hands together, unable to calm down at all, secretly glanced at the other party from the corner of his eye, couldn't sit still, got up and walked around the room, trying to use this to defeat his anger.
The hug just now was originally just an act of feeling sorry for the other party's insincere ...
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