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... nt wind raged outside, while within, the maids served tea. For a brief moment, all that could be heard was the delicate clinking of the teacups.
Yan Wanqing leisurely sipped her tea, with no intention of initiating conversation.
Her first impression of the Angel Envoy was one of dislike.
Towards those she disliked, she naturally had no inclination to speak first.
Meanwhile, the Angel Envoy was preoccupied with wondering when the rain would start, considering how t ...
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