Lu Jingchen stood before Ning Meng. He didn’t turn around fully, just tilted his head slightly toward the girl.
A faint smile touched his lips—a light, fleeting expression, like a spring breeze brushing over the surface of a pond. It was polite yet distant.
The girl stopped in front of him, her eyes filled with irrepressible surprise. Yet, there was a clear sense of hesitation, as if she could hardly believe what was happening before her.
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