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Zhao Nuoyan returned home in a daze. Zhao Jingshuo was lying on the sofa leisurely, watching TV.

"Nuoyan, what's the matter?" Zhao Jingshuo's sharp eyes were fixed on Zhao Nuoyan.

"No …." "Nothing much..." Zhao Nuoyan still hadn't recovered from the previous scene. She quickly went back to her room and closed the door. Zhao Jingshuo looked at the tightly shut door and frowned