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"Saang Ruini." Pei Zhijun frowned and formed a small meat ball.

Whenever he saw Saang Ruini, the space between his brows would unconsciously wrinkle.

It was difficult to have the slightest bit of patience with this woman. After talking to her for three minutes, all of her patience would be washed away.

Pei Zhijun looked at her patiently: "For the sake of the past