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If he asked, she would definitely tell him, yes, she was a bad person too.
She picked up the jar of alcohol and poured herself a full cup, her first drink of the evening.
As her fingers touched the cup, Xie Shang grabbed her wrist. It was then that he was like the man from the Jhiang family gambling table, aggression and oppressive force churning in his eyes at that moment, "Tell me."
She moved neither her hands nor her expression.
Even a drunk Xie Shang was not easy to deal with.
Wen Changling calmly reciprocated the grip on Xie Shang's hand, gently pushing him away while her gaze remained clear and sober, kindly reminding him, "Xie Shang, you're breaking the rules."
She could refuse to answer; that was one of the game's rules.
She finished the rest of the drink without changing her expression.
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