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... ce laced with a mix of curiosity and irritation.
Her mind flitted back to the encounter earlier, and just the thought of Zhao Yan—the way he carried himself, his sharp tongue, and that infuriating mask—made her blood boil. Her fingers itched, and she had the sudden urge to kick something. How can someone be so insufferable in just one meeting?
"What kind of man is he?" she pressed, crossing her arms.
The maid glanced up at her hesitantly. "I... I don't know, Young Madam. ...
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