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... sible? He was so unattainable. Feng Jian’s eyes instantly turned red. “Aren’t you afraid that I’ll tell Cheng Xingyang about this? You dare to seduce his Young Uncle? You’re really bonkers. How could Cheng Lang like you? You’re so dirty…”

Xing Shu raised her eyebrows and slowly let go of Feng Jian’s hand. “But the truth is, Cheng Lang enjoyed bedding me.”

Every word pierced Feng Jian’s heart like a knife. Feng Jian still had not recovered from her shock by the time she was taken in ...

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