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... could see that at that moment, Gu Yusheng was angrier than ever. He was worried for Qin Zhi’ai, and with all his courage, tried to persuade Gu Yusheng after a long pause on the stairs, “Master…”

“Scram!”

With just one word, Gu Yusheng sent the housekeeper running down the stairs in fear to escape him.

As the housekeeper’s door slammed shut, Gu Yusheng, who was standing at the door, suddenly strode straight towards Qin Zhi’ai.

His pace was slow, not making any soun ...

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