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"You're not angry anymore, are you?"

Lin Xuemo tugged on Ye Qixuan's sleeve.

The man paused and did not say anything.

"Ye Qixuan, don't be angry."

Lin Xuemo whispered as she pulled on his sleeve.

"Your ankle doesn't hurt anymore?"

The man glanced at her as if he had seen through her little trick.

"Uh, it hurts, it hurts."

"Is that so?"

As soon as Ye Qixuan finished speaking