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... to laugh in Wang Youquan’s face.
“So reflective?” With a single move, he shook off Wang Youquan’s hand and said with sarcasm, “Why? Have you been two-timed so much that it has become a habit?”
Wang Youquan, the loser, had nothing to say.
By that point, the Persian cat had noticed their presence. He turned to glance at Fu Sichen with curiosity.
Wasn’t he supposed to be filming? Why was the man home so early?
Without meaning to, Pei Zhen gave a meo ...
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