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... n Gongliang angrily and said word by word, “He swapped Zirou’s baby so that our child would not hinder him from creating a marriage alliance with the Chu Family!”

Wen Gongliang’s eyes widened as he looked at Wen Qi in disbelief.

Panic took over his brain.

How did Wen Qi know about this?!

All the evidence at that time had clearly been destroyed.

Old Master Wen was also shocked.

He thought that he had heard wrongly. “Ah Qi, what did you say?!”

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