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... ou seem unsatisfied. Should I reconsider this?" Yan Yan decided to fuel the fire a bit more.

If Qi Yi had been alone with her, he would have surely shut her up before she could beg for mercy.

But right then, Qi Yi was especially compliant, showing no signs of wanting to retort and quietly waited for Yan Dabang to propose his "handling" plan.

"If you’ve considered it well, then that’s fine," Yan Dabang’s face tried to maintain seriousness, but inside he already felt the po ...

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