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... to shy away from? Didn’t you already see everything last night? Fake modesty!

Seeing Lin Mu’s baffled expression, Sophie realized she might have been too impulsive and a bit over the top.

"Uh, Lin Mu, I’m a bit tired. I need to rest. If you don’t have anything important, you should go rest too." Sophie’s tone softened considerably.

"Alright, you rest. I’m heading back too."

Originally, Lin Mu had mustered all his courage to confess to the beautiful CEO. Unexpecte ...

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