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... r, her blurred gaze settling on Fu Nancheng.
Hearing the banter of a few friends, he remained silent, only lighting another cigarette, smoking it lazily.
Qiao Mo withdrew her gaze, her two hands hanging by her side gently clenched, her fingertips digging harshly into her flesh.
Sincerity?
A hint of self-mockery slipped through Qiao Mo's eyes. freewёbnoνel.com
She had lived for twenty-three years, yet never imagined there would be such a day.
After s ...
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