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Indifferently pulling out a book, she then gently pried a man's hand from his face with its tip.
She lowered her eyes, her movements deliberate and composed, with a hint of nonchalance.
The man had been pressing hard against his face, but the book seemed to weigh a ton, easily moving aside his hand and revealing his somewhat swollen face and astonished eyes.
Chen Hong did not recognize Xun Chun.
Bai Lian glanced at the man briefly, then stood up and bowed her head to lightly blow the dust from the book that had touched the man.
Then she slightly tilted her head and looked towards Xu Wenyao, asking unhurriedly with eyes dark as ink, "Who is he?"
Xun Chun and Xiaowu both looked at Xu Wenyao in surprise.
Xu Wenyao's expression was cold; he looked down at the man and quickly recognized him, "Du Qingyu, Qi Shuyun's cousin."
Bai Lian knew who Qi Shuyun was.
Having heard Xu Wenyao's words, she first glanced at Xun Chun and Xu Wenyao.
