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Ji Mingcheng sat on the leather sofa, looking at Peng Xiangzhi with her head slightly bowed. Her eyes, unobscured by glasses, appeared as if they had been fished from deep waters—calm, clear, yet slightly glazed, a telltale hint of alcohol. "What did you say?" Peng Xiangzhi squinted, tilting her head slightly as she sought confirmation. "I said," Ji Mingcheng, seemingly unaccustomed to drinking, spoke in a softened voice, her lips parting slightly as…
