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Xu Jiayang was merely blackmailed once, and he flew into a rage.
Leng Yan gave her a furious glare, "Can you even compare with Xu Jiayang, can you!"
Xia Weibao shrank her neck, "I can’t."
Xu Jiayang belonged to him, to be held and slept with at night; she was picked up, naturally, they could not be mentioned in the same breath.
Xia Shi’s gaze shifted between Leng Yan and Xu Jiayang a few times. Why did Leng Yan’s words sound so odd?
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