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Fight Between Assassins

Leng Yuanjin sighed helplessly—this child, even more stubborn than his sister. His sister acted purely on her mood, though she was blunt most of the time, she never hesitated when it came to accepting gifts. Leng Yan chuckled quietly: This slap in the face was unexpectedly swift. Mo Shu responded quickly. After seeing the message, Mo Ci silently put away her phone: "Thank you, Mr. Leng." Leng Yuanjin raised an eyebrow, curiously asking, "What did your sister say?" Mo Ci: "My sister told me to accept it." Leng Yuanjin: "She didn't say anything else?" Mo Ci: "Mm." Knowing that Mo Shu wouldn't be courteous when it came to accepting gifts, but Leng Yuanjin was genuinely afraid she'd bluntly reject him, tear him down, and then accept his gift. Two classmates figured it out and whispered in Mo Ci's ear, "I get it, he's your future brother-in-law." Mo Ci was annoyed: "Stop talking nonsense." Leng Yuanjin heard this and slightly curved his lips, saying, "We haven't had dinner yet, have we? Let

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