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nse. The man seemed to have gone mad, roaring that he was going to kill Mosai and angrily pulling off his protective mask, revealing a vicious expression as he swept bullets toward where Mosai was hid...S066 Sign Here

Why do you need a stand-in when I'm right here

Jie Nimo happened to glance over as well, and their gazes met in midair. Han Bi was delighted at first, but instantly, Jie Nimo's gaze shifted away to the woman beside him.

The woman was saying something unknown, smiling brightly and sweetly.

Kan Bi suddenly felt a bit jealous of that smile; even if she were to be reborn, she wouldn't be able to possess such a warm and heartwarming smile.

Warmth was looking towards Qiu Yefei longingly.

"I really want to ask her for an autograph," Warmth said excitedly. "Will you help me"

He looked at her with a gloomy expression.

Tang Shuwen and Lin Ning walked over, and she keenly heard her asking Han Bi for an autograph.

Tang Shuwen was surprised. Lin Ning glanced at her before looking at Han Bi not too far away; a meaningful smile passed across her lips. Tang Shuwen pretended not to know and asked again, "Nuannuan, whom do you want the signature from"

Nuannuan His displeasure reached its peak. Was she very familiar with Tang Shuwen Why did his sister’s friend call her so親昵地?

Tang Shuwen received his displeased gaze and looked exceptionally innocent. What did she say wrong

Lin Ling coughed and laughed slyly.

"Han Bi is my idol," said Warming, her eyes sparkling brightly. "Brother Shuwen, can you help me get an autograph from her"

Tang Shuwen wisely assumed a thoughtful expression to avoid setting off the Young Master’s sensitive nerves again; Ye Feimo followed Warming's gaze as it swept over Han Bi and lowered his head to look at her shining eyes, furrowing his brow. "You really want it that badly"

"Is that possible" Warming tilted her head back and smiled sweetly, rarely showing any hint of ingratiating herself. everyone to know...that he loves Warmth.This kind of short slice-of-life story isn't about memory; it's about putting your heart into it. He had put his heart into loving Warmth. Admitting that, he w...