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dark and menacing. His palm moved slightly, showing signs of potential violence.Lin Meng winked and smiled, then lightly patted Ruan Chenghui's shoulder with her other hand, praising him. "Very good,...” The man wore a serious expression, but his words sounded like a child. When his deep eyes focused on her, her heart would flutter and tremble uncontrollably, finally bowing her head in response.So,...