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... Zhao’s tone carried a hint of teasing, but for Huo Tingxiao, it felt like his throat had suddenly swallowed thousands of needles.
He pretended to be calm and took a sip of tea, trying hard to steady his emotions.
“I’ve said I can compensate you, whatever you need me to do, I am willing.”
Pei Zhao’s smile remained unchanged as he looked at Huo Tingxiao, posing as if he was really considering whether or not to accept his compensation.
“So… if I say let go of Mu Lan, ...
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