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Wenyan: "Huh? Brother, do you even know what you're saying?"
Shen Jingcheng: "What I said was, I can hear your heart's voice."
Wenyan: "Um... Did you ask me to come here just to tell me this?"
Seeing Wenyan's incredulous expression, Shen Jingcheng slightly hooked up the corner of his lips.
Then, he took out a pen and started writing fiercely on the back of a file folder.
Wenyan watched his movements, silent out loud, but couldn't help thinking to herself:
[Has Shen Jingcheng's brain broken down? That's deep.]
[No no no, maybe he's just joking around. It's not nice of me to think so poorly of him, my bad, my bad.]
The more she thought this way, the faster Shen Jingcheng wrote.
Not until her mind calmed down did Shen Jingcheng stop writing and handed the file folder to her.
Wenyan skeptically took it, and upon looking down, she froze on the spot.
On the folder were three sentences.
They were:
[I feel like he himself is more incredible… What on earth is he up to?]
