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... e empty coffee cup on the table to her. His intention was obvious. He wanted her to make him a cup of coffee.

‘Why isn’t he letting me leave? Isn’t this man making things a little difficult for me?

‘He must be doing it intentionally.’

Embarrassed and furious, Tong Lu headed to the pantry to make Leng Yejin a cup of coffee. She decided not to add sugar to his coffee.

After Leng Yejin took a sip, he narrowed his eyes a little. He waved at her and signalled for her to ma ...

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