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t a little uncomfortable. This man was very good to her, really good. And she also knew what he probably wanted. But--She couldn't help but glance down at her ankle, where the chain bracelet was wrapp...mediately tightened his grip, grabbing Jiang Mu's arm. The little boy was held by Lin Meng, his head pressed against hers, his chin resting on her shoulder. He stared at Jiang Mu with wide, black eye...