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... p> Ye Xiong had never dreamed that such a thing would happen, and for a moment, he didn’t know what to say.
With her head lowered, Yang Yueru was as embarrassed as a twenty-year-old girl; she quickly grabbed that thing, stuffed it into the drawer, and explained incoherently, “This isn’t something I bought… Jianjun… I don’t know where he got it from, I haven’t used it yet.”
Stuffed under the pillow, who knew how long it had been there, and yet she claimed she hadn’t used it.
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