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Jiang Yining's beautiful peach blossom eyes quietly sized him up, her gaze carrying undisguised disbelief and doubt. He was clearly only one step away from the finish line, yet he chose to return to the starting point and begin again, all for the sake of "mutual consent." What could be more unpredictable than "mutual consent"? Or did he have other motives? One thing was certain: if this continued