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... s, what makes you think I am willing to help you?"
Chu Qianli’s every word seemed so logical.
Anyone else would have been at a loss for words.
But Feng Qihe, looking at her now, wore an air of composure, even a smile, "Simply because you came into my bedroom willingly, rather than being coerced by Jinghong."
Chu Qianli offered no rebuttal.
Perhaps, the most straightforward point was that the enemy of an enemy is a friend.
Now they had a common foe, ...
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