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Ji Qinghuan's breathing paused for a moment.

His heart felt as if something sharp had passed by it, leaving behind a sharp, stinging mark.

She lowered her head, her thick eyelashes like a small fan, casting a shadow over her emotions.

Although she pretended to keep her hand movements, in the corner of her eyes, she kept sneaking glances in Shen Nanfang's direction. When he answered the phone