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"How are you going to make it up to me?"

Duanmu Yi stared at her delicate and pretty face as he asked in ridicule. At first glance, she didn't look beautiful enough. He could only be called elegant, but she was the type that looked better the more he looked. The more people saw her, the more they were moved.

"Huh?"

She looked up at him blankly with her big clear eyes