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Wen Mian glanced at him without saying a word, a faint smile playing on her lips. Lu Yuan's previously ingratiating smile froze on his face, feeling a chill in the air. Awkwardly tugging at the corners of his mouth, he let out a couple of dry laughs and eagerly grabbed a chair, placing it in front of her. "Hey, take a load off. Standing must be tiring."

Wen Mian glanced at him again