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... an with a silent expression next to him, with anger in his eyes: "What have you done to me?"

Shen Yanzhi smiled coldly: "I just gave you a little drug. It's all blame Asheng, why did you leave me!"

Shen Yanzhi snapped Lu Yue's chin, staring at him with a twisted and paranoid look. The strength seems to be crushing the bones.

Lu Yue frowned, but looked at the man in front of him with pity and pain, as if laughing at him asking such stupid questions.

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