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... g Yao didn’t feel any threat from his gaze.
He probably wasn’t intending to lay his hands on her.
Ming Yao pursed her red lips and half-squinted at the man, "Who are you? Why are you following me?"
The man stood a few steps away from Ming Yao, and as she gazed at him, he was also scrutinizing her.
Their gazes intertwined.
After a while, Ming Yao finally remembered why the man looked familiar to her.
He bore a resemblance to her.
No, rather, ...
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