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The smile on Shen Zhiwei’s lips froze. Who was the one who told her that Mrs. Jiang was gentle and obedient and a weak bun who had no opinions? She promised not to beat him to death!!

This woman was simply a rose with thorns. Please visit 𝑓r𝙚ew𝚎𝚋𝐧૦ѵ𝗲𝘭. c𝘰m

...

Half an hour later, Shen Zhiwei went downstairs with her briefcase.

Jiang Yanshen was on the phone when he saw her from the corner of his eye. He quickly ended the call and stared at her. ...

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