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The bright and agile her would occasionally be subdued and calm.
The gentle and frail her was actually tough and indifferent in her bones, incomparable to the ordinary woman.
And now, she bore an additional quality of firmness and resilience that was like that of the man she stood against.
She faintly tugged at the corner of her mouth, Lian Qiao decided to stop talking, to stop bothering with him, her hand gently brushed her hair, and her face revealed a mocking, if not sarcastic, expression.
"Little liar, it seems you deeply love him, don't you?"
Ai Qing's masked face showed no discernible emotion, and apart from a faint dissatisfaction in his dark eyes, no other feelings could be seen.
"It's none of your business, Mr. Ai, to tell you the truth, I can't even be bothered to argue or bicker with you, boring."
