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... side of the house was silent.
No one expected Third Master Fu to be so merciless. Jiang Fengya's delicate face paled as she bit her lips, and even her body was trembling.
The person on the sofa opposite her seemed to be oblivious to this. His teacup was slowly steaming, making him look as if he was from a dream and unsoiled by even a speck of dust.
He looked elegant and proud, as light as the moon, as cold as frost.
Song Fengwan stood at the door and sized this pe ...
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