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For some reason, Qi Yan's face suddenly turned cold like a devil from hell. His slender fingers lightly grinded the side of the cup, making Gu Shinian's scalp tingle. She thought that she had done something wrong, so she held her breath and waited for his judgement.

He put down the teacup coldly.

Curling his lips, he smiled coldly and said hoarsely, "... "Alright."

"Really? "Thank you, Qi Yan