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... ather had just called Xiao Yebai in for a talk, and it had already been an hour. Had they not finished yet?
She had no choice but to put down her phone and pick up the half-read detective novel. She’d only turned two pages when the door to the study was abruptly opened.
Mo Weiyi’s eyes brightened, and she quickly got up. “Xiaobai…”
The first to emerge was Mo Yaoxiong.
In his early forties, his square face was strained and his nasolabial lines deep and stern. His curre ...
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