Li Shaoting thought about sending Jian An'an a WeChat message to explain the current situation, but his phone died just as he reached for it, leaving him no time to even open the app.
The man, usually poised and elegant, couldn't help but curse under his breath. What kind of mess was this? His heart had already flown to Jian An'an. Glancing at the sleeping Lin Jingxue, he pursed his lips and tried to pull his hand away, but he had no idea she was sleeping so soundly, or that she could exert such force—he simply couldn't break free.
In the end, Li Shaoting had to give up.
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