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... Wen Xijun. Any impact.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Today's hatred and humiliation will be deeply remembered in his heart. When the day comes, he will pay back all to Wen Xijun.

After a long time, no one spoke in the room. He Jia looked at the man next to him doubtfully, but couldn't see any emotion from his face.

He Jia has been with Wen Xijun for more than ten years. Although he stayed with Wen Xijun for the longest time, he did not dare to re ...

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