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... s bad for your eyes, stop painting for now."
Beiming Han was deeply distressed; he could sense her change, but he was helpless against it, and this feeling of powerlessness drove him crazy.
It was as if, every night, although she lay beside him, he could feel her heart drifting away.
"This is my job, please respect my work!" Gu Qingxin firmly clutched her drawing board.
"You don’t need to do this. Whatever money you need, I’ll give you as much as you want!" Beimin ...
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