"Sir, this...""I'll go take a look."Song Junlin walked up the stairs step by step. The wind blew his coat, and he exuded an aura of domineering dignity. Every move he made revealed his grace and char..."Hello, my name is Yang Yiy.". Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

"Nice to meet you." Si Yecheng nodded at the two of them again.

"My fiancé, Si Yechen," Ou Yan introduced casually.

The three words "fiancé" exploded between Tang Xueying and Yang Yiy, like a bomb.

"You... you... You already have a fiancé" Yang Yiyī widened her eyes in disbelief.

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"With a helpless look, Yu Yan stared at the man before her. 'How do you plan to compensate me'"

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"Hands off."

"I'm very aware, don't worry." Si Yechen touched her face, the face that he had been thinking about day and night. Now that he finally touched it, he wanted to touch it for a while longer.

Put your hands down.

"It's been too long," he couldn't bear to let go.ut several young men seemed determined not to let her go.Especially the one in front, a scruffy yellow-haired boy, he immediately blocked Ouyan's way and made a self-proclaimed suave move of putting h...