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You're running from difficulties, whereas I mount them in challenge, proving my path through trials.
Li Guanshi's beautiful eyes fixed steadily on Jiang Shouzhong, her lips curled into an arc, her smile playful with a hint of shimmer in her gaze.
Jiang Yi's eyes, like scissors cutting through the water, sparkled brilliantly, containing both the softness of autumn water and the heat of blazing flames.
This young man is becoming more and more charming.
As she watched, the woman's delicate body stiffened slightly, her hand resting on the arm of the chair clenched suddenly, blue veins visible on her wrist, seemingly containing a force of thousands of pounds, her demeanor revealing an indescribable emotion.
Jiang Yi bit her red lips, knees slightly drawn together, unwittingly rubbing and drawing close.
In the quiet room, only the faint sound of fabric could be heard.
