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Fu Yanhe’s eyebrows quivered slightly as he looked at Feng Jiao and Shen Yanhe. He stood up, leaving space for them, "Yanyan, I still have some things to handle, take your time chatting with your cousin."
Shen Yanhe nodded, "Okay."
Only Feng Jiao and Shen Yanhe were left in the living room.
Feng Jiao’s gaze settled on Shen Yanhe with a mysterious air, "Yanyan, confess and be lenient, resist and be strict."
"Tell me, when did you get married? Does Xiang ...
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