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... .”

A resounding slap sounded out along with Mu Sifa's words, “Apologize, apologize to Xiaojie.”

It wasn't Shang Xiaojie who hit her, but Mu Xiaoxiao who couldn't stand it any longer. This was the first time she attacked Mu Sifa.

“Mu Xiaoxiao, have you gone mad?” Mu Sifa was burning with anger, and his temper also started to rise.

“Am I crazy? Isn't the crazy one third brother you? What did Xiaojie do to piss you off? You want to hurt him that much? ” Complete rage ...

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