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Jiang Yining only dared to raise her head after the waiter finished serving the dishes and left the room. She glared at the man who had made her too embarrassed to look up. The man wore an innocent, harmless expression, as if he were neither the one who had done something wrong nor the one being glared at. He rolled up his sleeves, ladled soup into a small bowl, set it in front of her