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... yan bowed his head to press a kiss upon her forehead.
His voice was light and shallow, "Sweet dreams."
Then he returned to his office chair to bury himself in work.
Come noon, he had called Jiang Nanshu for lunch, taking her out to dine at a restaurant and then leading her back in the afternoon.
She was listless, not even feeling like touching her phone.
"Lu Qingyan, you’re not keeping your word. I don’t want to deal with you anymore," Jiang Nanshu propped ...
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