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rt. How could a man of seven feet, a true gentleman, utter such childish words! He, the former leader of the Yinlang Group, would be ridiculed for this style of speaking. However, Lin Meng had agreed...ating. Especially her soft, delicate hands reaching down to touch him. He couldn't help but feel overwhelmed, instantly ensnared in her web like a moth caught in silk. Though he longed to move, his bo...