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Her tone was very calm, with no particular ups and downs.

Just like usual.

But often it could strike directly at the heart, bringing about a surge of electricity.

The warmth of the milk tea was transmitted through the paper cup into the palm of her hand, warming her entire body.

Fu Yunshen looked down.

He had not expected his 23rd birthday to be like this.

He thought it would pass in a daze, just as it had before.

But this time was different.

Jiang Moyuan couldn't help but take a step back.

For him, nothing had as much impact as Ying Zijin's actions and words.

His heart spasmed uncontrollably, the kind of suffocating feeling that comes in spasms.

"Jiang Moyuan, you're getting old, remember to buy some insurance, take good care of yourself," Fu Yunshen tilted his head slightly, his peach blossom eyes curving, yet a chill surfaced, "don't set your sights on someone who's out of your league."

The Maserati left just like that, blowing exhaust all over Jiang Moyuan.