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However, even though An Xia was teasing her, she was still incomparably gratified when she saw the engagement ring on Zhan Qian's middle finger … Happy to finally have a man capable of taking in her intrepid friend.

"Miss An Xia'er!" A familiar female voice sounded from the side.

An Xia hadn't even turned her head back when Zhan Qian's face turned pale. She slowly took a sip of her champagne