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"Hey, I'm talking to you!"
Qiao Dongyang's hand paused, and he slowly lowered his head, deeply gazing into her eyes as he moved the hair dryer away.
"I owe you too much, too much to count."
"For instance...?"
"As Qiao Dongyang's woman, you shouldn't have to endure such tough days. Chi Yue, I will make it up to you."
Chi Yue: "..."
Seeing him so serious, she slowly grabbed his hand.
"When two people are together, it's best if they can always share joy. But being able to share sorrow is an essential lesson in life, isn't it?"
"Chi Yue..." The light fell from the top of his head, highlighting his sharp features, his eyes appearing even more profound, "Ah, you foolish woman, listen to me..."
"I don't find it hard." Chi Yue interrupted him. She pursed her lips and looked at him with a sincere smile, "It's really good right now. We have dreams, goals, and each other's trust. Qiao Dongyang, that is my greatest gain."
Qiao Dongyang didn't speak.
