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Perhaps it had been a long time since Bo Yuheng and Nan Huaijin were like this. Neither of them said a word and listened to the song together.

For a moment, Nan Huaijin was not used to it.

His heartstrings tightened, forcefully suppressing all of his anger. No one could endure it more than him.

In the air, the faint fragrance of orchids wafted in the air.

If it was possible