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... yichen’s hand away and stretched out his arm to pick up the wine bottle on the table.
he didn’t even use a cup and directly poured it into his mouth.
mu yichen’s brows were tightly knitted together. he grabbed tang wulin’s wrist to stop him from doing anything.
“he san! what the hell are you doing? stop drinking! look at you now, what do you look like? aren’t you the calmest one among us brothers? in the past, when my wife was in trouble, you were the on ...
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