Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
At the sa ti, Lu Nanxin watched the television, her fists clenched tightly, and the resentnt in her eyes was unmistakable, on the verge of erupting.
In the footage, Wen Jin was protecting Yu Anwan and the way he held her was sothing Lu Nanxin had never seen before.
The warmth in Wen Jin’s eyes was also unfamiliar to Lu Nanxin.
It was as if, when facing her, Wen Jin was more indulgent, and no matter what Lu Nanxin did, Wen Jin would readily accept it.
However, in Wen Jin’s gaze, one couldn’t discern too many emotions.
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