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Gong Nanling also knew that it would be unfair to either Gu Mengmeng or Ning Qianyu if he continued to 'drag on' like this. It would only be bad for his relationship with Gu Mengmeng.

"I know …"

He looked down at the half-empty mug of coffee. The tip of his finger tightened by two points. The coffee in the cup rippled slightly.

"Since you know about it, why are you dawdling …" Gong Nanling