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... ike a sharp blade that could cut through iron, wrapped in ice shards, too sharp and chilling for anyone to meet directly.
Jian Liangtong’s heart felt clenched in her palm at this moment, tightening so much that she could hardly breathe.
"Miss Jian, please." Seeing Jian Liangtong not moving, Chen Zhenglin quickly glanced at the man sitting on the sofa, squinting and smiling warmly at Jian Liangtong once again.
"..." Jian Liangtong felt unable to breathe, her face pale, and ...
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