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... Lin Ruoxi rolled her eyes. The admiration she felt for his abilities a moment ago evaporated instantly.

No matter how capable he was, this guy couldn't stop thinking about those things.

Seeing Lin Ruoxi ignoring him, Yang Chen didn't say more. He looked at Lin Ruoxi's beautiful face, now back to normal, and nodded with satisfaction. He gently helped smooth her disheveled hair behind her delicate ears, sighing, "Although this was a bit of a mess, we managed to resolve it. You know ...

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