PREVIEW
... take a serious look at the man opposite him for the first time. The man in a crisp police uniform had hard and resolute features that matched those of anyone. His sharp, cold, black eyes glared at him coldly, with a slight smile that held icy coolness deep within them, staring back without the slightest concession.
Just one look, and Han Xiayang understood one thing: the man before him was not just a simple figure of beauty. How had such a person appeared in B City without him knowing? < ...
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