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The night was long gone, and the light of day now shone down on the peach tree where Zheng Jin and Fen Ye had been talking under, making a slight shade.
Zheng Jin had just left, and Fen Ye was now sitting alone on an empty courtyard. With a small smile on her face, she thought of the conversation she just had with him.
The boy was eating right out of the palm of her hand.
Fen Ye grinned. It seemed that she was wrong to suspect that Zheng Jin already knew of her true identity, judging from the fact that he was utterly clueless throughout their whole conversation. She remembered the sincere and sweet smile that he had as they talked all night, and it also seemed that the boy had already fallen for him just like that...
Although, she had to admit that she was...delighted...throughout
