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It was a little bit bashful.

However, time slowly passed.

The man didn't seem to have any intention of speaking at all.

Staring at them closely, he felt a little embarrassed.

Could it be that there was something on his face now?

If it wasn't for Han Mu Chen's silly smile, Jiang Duoran would have thought that there really was something.

"Mr. Han?"

"…"

After waiting for a while