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... mself at the Matriarch’s 70th birthday party—wasn’t that an indirect slap to her face?
Yu Yuehan sat there quietly. His handsome face was dark; a storm seemed to be boiling.
In the car, the atmosphere turned gloomy in a second. A terrifying sense of fear loomed ahead.
He opened his mouth lightly, “He shall continue dreaming!”
“But Young Master, Matriarch has already agreed to it,” the assistant summoned his courage and replied, wiping away the cold sweat that had ...
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