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Flames danced in Ling Zifeng's eyes. "Yan Ruyu simply can't give you happiness. He is a different person from you. Why would someone as transparent as you fall into it?" For the first time, Ling Zifeng interrupted her.

"Why? Because I hate Luo Chen! "On the brink of death a thousand years ago, when I was reborn ten years ago, I told myself that business should not be trusted