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Lin Ruijue saw the scene of Ye Yunyi returning with her cellphone as it flashed up the stairs of the bar.

Perhaps it was that Ye Yunyi who had just called him, but he … It was as though everything was understandable.

His brows instantly locked together, the coldness clear as ice, as cold as the frost in the horizon.

Ye Lian'er walked over with a teacup in her hand