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... r face, yet her gaze was cold, devoid of any warmth.
Like being stared at by a venomous snake, Du Peifang could barely catch her breath.
She couldn’t handle the princess, so she could only pressure Ji Mingzhu.
"Ji Mingzhu, you can’t!"
Ji Mingzhu curled her lips, "Aunt Du’s hand is injured, as the younger generation, serving you tea or even feeding you is my duty."
"Aunt Du, no need to be polite with me."
Her chin was grabbed.
Facing directl ...
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