Accidents, hasty encounters...

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"Not until now, eh?"

Xia Yimo looked at Longyaochen. He sat on the sofa wantonly, holding a very thick original document in his hand. When he saw her come in, he only glanced slightly, and his glance fell on the book again.

Long Yaochen is a very handsome man with a clear face, narrow and sharp eyes, a pair of thin lips gently closed, and a serious look at the book sitting on the sofa. Such a man, less cold and arrogant in the day, but more quiet and elegant, like a picture in general, makes people unable to move their sight...

Xia Yimo changed her...