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... teeth, trying but failing to hold back, reached out and pinched Feng Jiao’s face, seething, "Am I shameless?"
Feng Jiao grimaced as he pinched her, struggling with his wrists and shouting unclearly, "Let go! Let go!"
"How long have you known that man, and you think he’s good?" Xiang Ling’an didn’t let go, instead pinching harder. He sneered, "Even calling him ’Mr. Fu’."
"If I’m not mistaken, this Mr. Fu is from the Fu family in Haicheng, right?"
Feng Jiao: "..." ...
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