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... xquisitely carved wooden table, its polished surface reflecting the soft morning light that filtered through the windows.
Lin Feng took his seat last.
His movements were unhurried, each gesture smooth and composed, as though even the simple act of sitting carried a natural elegance.
The moment he settled down, Li Zhiyan stepped forward with quiet attentiveness.
Her sleeves brushed lightly against the table as she poured him a cup of freshly brewed tea, the faint f ...
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