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As soon as Xiao Ruo emerged from behind the screen, Feng Liangbi's gaze rested on her face and did not move away.
"Xiao Qin, you haven't changed much over the years." Feng Liangbi's gaze finally landed on her swollen lips, and he paused.
Thinking of Fu Hanwen's slightly hoarse voice before opening the door, Feng Liangbi guessed something.
Strangely, the emotions he expected, like anger and resentment, did not appear. Instead, there was only a feeling of sentiment.
Yes, sentiment.
He didn't expect that after all these years, Xiao Qin still held such a grudge against him.
He thought they were at least friends.
"Is that so?" Xiao Ruo replied with a forced smile: "Neither I nor my man have changed, but you have."
As soon as Xiao Ruo spoke, she sensed a blast of cold air rushing towards her, but she stubbornly braced her neck, waiting to finish her words.
"Oh?" Feng Liangbi's eyes lit up: "Xiao Qin, you might as well tell me how I've changed?"
