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When Gu Fanxing returned to the room next door, Yin Wanliang was sitting on the sofa with his head lowered and his phone in a daze. Not only was she nervous, she even had hope for him.

Lin Zijin had been sitting on the sofa in front of Yin Wanliang the entire time, chewing on melon seeds, "Eh? Did Ying Heng and you do anything close to each other? " She was just asking