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The man's deep voice was like someone lightly playing a cello, stirring the heart. Jiang Yining's ears tingled for no reason, and she had the urge to pinch them. She held back, pretending to be calm as she looked at him. "What's wrong?" The man leaned a little closer. "Can you... look at me more?" Jiang Yining froze and replied instinctively, "Aren't I looking at you?" Mu Chen sighed softly