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A moment later, the blush on his face seemed to have dyed the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. His eyes, which had been covered with Ceng Shuiwu's mist, became even more hazy.

An Ran sniffed and felt a little wronged. "But he doesn't seem to like me."

"Hmm?" It was Mrs. Qing's turn to feel strange this time. "But I think Mr. Fu should care a lot about you. Although I am not very old