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But Xiang Long Wei only stared at her coldly. He had seen that fleeting hatred in her eyes earlier — that flash she thought she'd hidden so well. If he hadn't noticed it, he might have believed her words now, might have even felt a sliver of sympathy.
But now? He only felt a cold amusement creep into his chest.
Still acting, are you, Langling? He thought.
If Mei Liang had known that her performance had already been seen through, she might have cursed out loud. But she didn't. She kept up her act — trembling voice, tearful gaze, and all — completely unaware that the man before her was watching every move like a hunter studying his prey.
Seeing that Mei Liang was completely absorbed in her act, Xiang Long Wei didn't expose her lie. Instead, he slowly drew her into his arms.
