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... A fierce wind began to howl outside, signaling the imminent arrival of a violent storm.
Ming Yao looked at the man whose strong grip on her throat had lifted her off her feet, her voice hoarse as she spoke, "Mr. Gu, let's talk this out..."
Mr. Gu?
In the past, upon seeing him, she would always address him by his full name, or simply with a "Hey," but now she was actually calling him Mr. Gu?
What tricks was she trying to play now?
The revulsion and chill in ...
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