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After a few outburst, Cheng Haofan left the woman beneath him and left the sofa.

Damn it! When did he become so useless? In his arms was another woman, and all he imagined was "her!"

Feeling bored, he crawled his sweaty hair. After putting on his clothes, Cheng Haofan walked over to the French window with a lonely expression.

He had always held a reputation for being a romantic person