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Leaning against the refrigerator, Fu Xingchen gradually heaved a sigh of relief and let go of the man's hand.

Mo Lin An looked at the woman beside him and felt the warmth of her wrist. A sense of loss flashed through his heart.

"What do we do now?" Fu Xingchen turned his head to look at Mo Lian, his limpid eyes returning to their normal state.

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