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Ning Meng clenched her fists tightly, the perseverance in her eyes shattered for the first time. She recalled him insisting that she had to go back to the villa to stay with him that very morning just before she had left Yuxiu Garden… They had started to stay together now, was the three hundred square feet apartment of Yuxiu Garden not big enough for the two of them?


She had also thought about how Huo Beichen had given up staying at his gigantic mansion an ...

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Confusion etched across his face, he murmured to himself, “Whose shop is this?”

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