Ethan Shen’s words are like a small pebble, thrown into her heart, and there are waves of ripples.
Seeing her daily stunned, Ethan Shen withdrew his hand: “Don’t want to sign? Just forget it.”
There was a slight grievance in his tone.
Jasmine Lin grabbed his forearm, lest he nodded, “Think about it!”
Ethan Shen raised his eyebrows, deliberately put his hands behind him, and said faintly: “It’s late.”
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