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... ood up with a deliberately shocked expression, looking incredulously at Wen Xiao’ai, who was standing at the entrance of the hall, her plain dress stained red, exuding a murderous aura.
"Madam... so you weren’t dead after all?" He looked at Wen Xiao’ai, speaking with delight, his face full of excitement.
Madam?
Wen Xiao’ai was slightly taken aback, her delicate brows furrowing.
She frowned only because of Zuo Yan’s strange use of the word "Madam", nothing else. ...
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