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"Him? He … No need to know. " Wen Han hesitated for a moment and said.

"But if he finds out that I'm secretly doing this …"

"He knows?" Wen Han asked nervously.

"Otherwise, how am I supposed to pick his blood?" Ling Tianqing deliberately retorted.

A conflicted expression appeared on Wen Han's face again.

Obviously, he cared a lot about Ling Jinyu's thoughts