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... got out of bed.
Suddenly, Ye Yiheng’s voice demanded sharply, "Why did you meet Ji Qingyu?"
His voice was cold and thin, like an unfriendly chill wind.
"I wanted to," she said deliberately, continuing her stride toward the door.
"Do you not know his intentions? And yet you still drank with him!"
"His intentions?" she paused to inquire.
With eyes unblinking, Ye Yiheng asked coldly, "Do you not know how dangerous it is to drink with someone whose in ...
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