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... tea that he had brewed himself.
'I wonder how long this will take,' he thought as he waited.
His attention drifted to a delicate hairpin lying on top of a stack of papers. Curious, he flicked his hand, and the hairpin vanished from its spot, appearing in his palm.
Bored, he began twirling the hairpin, memories of how it came into his possession surfacing in his mind.
This particular hairpin had been given to Yan Yuehua a few months ago, just like the other ladies ...
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