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... >Li Xiwu was sitting quietly on the sofa, her eyes slightly open but unfocused, like a soulless puppet that could be fiddled with at will. And there were two men standing in front of her. One of them was holding a small bottle. He was saying something to Li Xiwu as he fanned the smell of the bottle for her to smell.
It was obvious that the bottle was not anything good. Han Qianye walked over aggressively—
“Mrs. Pei!” Gu Lanshi immediately stood in front of Han Qianye. “She’s fine. ...
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