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Subconsciously, Zhan Chuyan lowered his head and looked at Gu Xiaoran, who was beside him, with a little bit of curiosity on his face, "Sometimes I'm really curious. Things haven't happened yet, but why can you be so sure."
From the first time he had met her, she had always been like this. In front of others, she was calm and gentle, like a pool of unfathomable spring water
