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... nprecedented complicated expression.

“Beige?”

Su Wan stared at the man in front of her calmly and furrowed her brows in confusion. “You’re calling me? What’s the matter? You didn’t…”

Before Su Wan could finish, Yin Beige pushed her to a corner. He lifted his hand and grabbed her right wrist and then pulled her sleeves up without the slightest hesitation. There was an old scar on Su Wan’s smooth arm. It was really tiny but it didn’t’ escape Yin Beige’s sharp and serious gaze.

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