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After a brief silence, he let go of her hand.
What was wrong with him? Why was he so frustrated and confused, no longer himself?
Zhan Qipei sat back down in front of the sofa, glancing occasionally at the tightly closed door, and waited for twenty minutes.
“Click—” The door was pushed open from the inside.
Upon hearing the noise, Zhan Qipei turned his head to look, and his pupils brightened suddenly at the sight of the meticulously dressed girl.
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