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... s mine, she’s Cang Ming’s.”

Flames lit up in Ta Lai’s eyes, but it was tamped down when he sensed the movement of Du Yue’s arm on his.

I smirked. “Being afraid of loneliness when you’re alone and also afraid you’d be a disappointment when you’re with somebody else. Ta Lai, you acted more or less like a man when you pretended to befriend me previously, at least you still dared to call for Bian Ying loudly in your dreams. What now? You’re retreating because of some tiny concern? Bian Y ...

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