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Jiang Yining turned her face to the side and met the man's deep, serene eyes. No matter how many times she looked at him, Mu Chen's face was striking, his gaze as deep as the sea. One look was enough to make someone sink without realizing it. Yet his brows and eyes were sharp, carrying a cold, proud aloofness, as if he meant to keep everyone on the other side of an uncrossable line