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... Yi irritably pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, white smoke spilling from the corner of his mouth.
Yu Shiyuan, pale-faced, kneeled and sat on the ground, coughing violently; she really thought Feng Yi would strangle her just now.
Lu Jinghan leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets, his phone inside had already pressed the record button: "You think lying would completely mess up Manman and Feng Yi, and Feng Yi would want you? Stop dreaming."
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