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is intense gaze.Rong Ling smiled faintly, her eyes glancing at Jiang Chengfeng's face, but a chilling frost lay beneath the surface.Jiang Cheng's heart, sank slightly."Didn't Jiang Chengfeng also take...om, nor could she shake off the loneliness of being alone.Some things are not nonexistent just because she chooses not to acknowledge them!*Leaving the ward, Rong Qixiang thought for a while and calle...