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... ought here by Fu Chen. He probably wasn’t a good egg either. If the two of them were in cahoots, they might trick Wanwan…
Qiao Aiyun came out of the kitchen. “Wait. I’ll go up with you.” She wiped the water on her hands with the apron around her neck.
Song Fengwan wasn’t feeling well, so she was naturally worried.
While speaking, she turned to walk upstairs. Before she could step on the stairs, Yan Wangchuan stopped her.
“What are you doing?” Qiao ...
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