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... ly, was a heart-to-heart talk; to put it bluntly, it was coercion.

This coercion she had no power to resist.

“Do you have anything else to say?” Shen Cexian leaned on the sofa and asked indifferently.

Zhou Ran stopped speaking and picked up the teacup to drink.

The cup of green tea in front of Xu Chaomu had already gone cold, and her heart had long turned to ice.

Every word between Zhou Ran and Shen Cexian was etched into her mind. She heard them clearly a ...

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