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his, rightfully belonging to him—Ye Feimo's woman.Today was undoubtedly the happiest day of his life.This day above all, he feels the proudest because he has won his girl.To hold your hand and grow o...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.g that it wasn’t a big deal for her to answer The Whitey’s call.The Whitey, The Whitey...He never blamed The Whitey; he knew there was no point in forcing anything. He only hated himself for being so...