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... i Zhi’er temporarily tied up her hair with a jade hairpin.
She raised her hand, and the ink-colored sleeve slipped to her wrist, revealing skin as white as snow.
"When are we going to the client’s house?"
"We’ll go once you’ve finished your meal. I’ve already arranged everything."
Feng Fuce walked up behind her and adjusted the position of the jade hairpin.
Bai Zhi’er sat at the table and picked up her chopsticks. After a few bites, Feng Fuce served her a ...
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