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Lin Ange was so angry that her blood was boiling, and her eyebrows were about to ignite. His face was covered with a layer of faint anger, and he glared fiercely at Ye Zichen.

"Lu Yiyao, where's your face?"

"It's here."

Lu Yiyao replied with a smile, without any shyness.

"Shameless."

Lin Ange's mouth twitched as she stared at his grave face that was like the spring breeze