Yu Huang Rong took a deep breath and gave a wry smile. "There’s no need to look at me like this. I also know it sounds rather strange. But it’s actually not as hopeless as it sounds." Luan Xin snorted. "The man you love is afraid of you. How could that not be hopeless? I …
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