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... at focus and care, fastened it around the man’s wrist.
All the while, Mo Chen was staring at her, as if he was trying to see right through her.
His dark eyes held depths like the ocean, the corners of his lips curling into a slight arc.
His memories drifted back to when Qiao Ruoxin was 12.
This little troublemaker had snatched a book from one of her male classmates in a mischievous act, her youthful voice taunting, "I’m not giving it back to you! What can you do a ...
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