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With a clink, the wine cup landed in front of Yun Lan, spilling a few drops of fine wine. She raised her head and looked at the man in front of her; Yun Lan still had a faint smile on her face. Once she said this, Yun Lan lifted the wine cup on the table and finished it in one gulp.

"Great, I like it." Seeing this, Feng Hen was also excited