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Mo Li's expression grew more detached as she spoke, and by the end, it was as if she were recounting someone else's story. Her face mirrored the tale with occasional frowns or ironic smiles.

Meanwhile, Gu Feixi's fists clenched tighter and tighter, his nails digging into his palms without him realizing it. He knew that Mo Li's calm exterior was deceiving. He wished she would cry, complain