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She held her breath and waited for at least a minute.
For a minute, he neither nodded nor shook his head and kept his eyes closed.
Tu Hengsha, with a heart pounding wildly, speculated secretly that if he wasn't, he would definitely deny it. Was such an attitude just plain prideful?
She felt she understood it clearly, "I know! You are admitting it!"
He finally opened his eyes, "Have you finished your manuscript? Can't you be quiet for a bit?"
"..." She didn't want to be quiet. She had a lot to say, especially since she was feeling particularly low at the moment. But she didn't dare to disturb him further; she just mumbled softly, "I find you and Mr. Su quite similar."
After murmuring, she decided to stay by herself and not bother him. Unexpectedly, she heard him say leisurely, "Oh? Isn't Mr. Su charming and elegant, with a temperament like bamboo?"
She turned to look at him. He still had his eyes closed, as if that sentence just now was spoken by a ghost...
