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... toned his shirt, his good-looking face darkened in a split second.
If Qiao Jian hadn’t pointed out that his shirt was buttoned wrong that day, then he would have worn that shirt all day long.
He raised his head and glared at Wen Xuxu. He could hardly contain his rage as he knew how observant she was. He had stood in front of her yesterday and he would never believe that she didn’t notice his shirt.
She purposely refused to remind him so that he would be a laughingst ...
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