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... et. Ning Guiwan sat by the window, her mind in turmoil, unable to settle.
By the time they arrived, it was past midnight. The house was eerily silent. Following Quan Yu into the entryway, she lowered her head to change her shoes. In her peripheral vision, she saw him leaning his left hand on the shoe cabinet as he changed his, his coat draped over his right forearm, tall and slender.
His indoor slippers must have been custom-made. Though the design was simple, it suited his tempe ...
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