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... “Little bitch, what nonsense are you talking about! Don’t you afraid your tongue will be cut off?”
However, her arm was suddenly seized by someone. Madam Zhang looked up, meeting An Rushuang’s cold eyes.
“Since she is my maid, it’s not your turn to reprimand her!” An Rushuang got rid of her arm before retorting coldly.
Almost being pushed to the ground, Madam Zhang turned exasperated, her face still retaining her graceful bearing suddenly livid with anger. Gasping for air ...
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