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... forgiveness, yet also seemed not to.

This constant sense of uncertainty left him feeling deeply unsettled.

Most crucial of all was the look she gave him—the faint smile at the corner of her lips—that felt far too familiar.

Because it felt familiar, it only deepened his sense of guilt.

So much so that, by nightfall that day, his mood turned particularly sour upon seeing Chu Qianli.

"What’s with the cold face? Did I offend you again?" Chu Qianli hadn’t finis ...

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