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How could An ZhiXia be made of paper and be blown apart by him in one breath?
"Uncle, did she say something to you?" Pei JianGuo was a little guilty. The difference between him and Wang Yue was that he at least knew he was wrong, but Wang Yue only felt that it was what she deserved.
"Who said something to me?"
Pei JianGuo had always avoided calling An ZhiXia, and only called her a couple of times in front of Pei Jing. At other times, people just though ...
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