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... of joy; could it be that the man had finally found his conscience and left?
She had just placed the takeout on the table when she heard the sound of footsteps. Turning her head, she saw Zong Zheng with wet hair, wearing a white shirt with unbuttoned buttons, and black pants rolled up at the ankles, exposing his delicate ankles. He was barefoot!
He acted as if he were at his own home!
"I thought you had left."
"Disappointed?" Zong Zheng sat down, his gaze sweeping ...
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