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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nNanjiang Beach…

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nThe sun was beating down warmly, and a gentle breeze was blowing.

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nFu Chen was wearing sunglasses, and his black hair was fluttering wildly in the wind. He held the Buddhist prayer bead bracelet in his hand as he strolled on the beach in a carefree manner.

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n“Third Fu, why didn’t you mention that you were coming here? Shouldn’t you be accompanying Little Sister-in-Law? Why are you free to come out and play?” Duan Linbai looked at him obsequiously. “By the way…”

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nHe ran back and handed him his coconut juice. “I haven’t drunk it yet. Try it.”

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nFu Chen reached out to take it. He didn’t have that much obsession with cleanliness, so he didn’t mind drinking it even after Duan Linbai already did.

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nJust as he took a sip, a certain someone asked impatiently, “Not bad, right?”

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n“It’s okay.” Fu Chen nodded.

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nDuan Linbai grinned. “The sea in Nanjiang is really nice and clean. Do you want to surf in the afternoon or something…” He reached out and pointed at the azure blue sea.

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nWithout him realizing when, Fu Chen had walked behind him and raised his leg to aim at his butt…

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nStanding nearby, Shi Fang was already laughing out loud.

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n***

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nOn the other side…

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nSong Fengwan had absolutely no idea that something had happened at home, so she naturally wasn’t in a hurry. She admired the view of the sea and slowly walked home.

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nBut some people in the Yan family couldn’t wait anymore. Yan Shaochen had just taken out his phone from his pocket when Yan Zhihuan immediately said, “Big Brother, don’t tell me you want to tip her off.”

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nYan Shaochen narrowed his eyes at her.

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n“I know you two are close. Don’t tell me you want to tell her so that she can prepare or…

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n“… just run away and not come back.”

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nQiao Aiyun was sitting at the side, and she didn’t know the exact situation at the moment, so it was useless to argue with her. Hearing her say this, she raised her eyebrows.

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n“I’m calling the flower seller to get him to send a flower pot over.” Yan Shaochen picked up his phone and put it on loudspeaker.

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nThe call finally connected after a few seconds. “Hello, this is Star Flowerwood Wholesale…”

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nOnly then did Yan Zhihuan fall silent.

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nAfter a few more minutes, they still didn’t see Song Fengwan. The atmosphere in the living room was heavy, and Yan Zhihuan really couldn’t sit still anymore.

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nShe wished she could kick her out immediately. She couldn’t wait anymore.

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n“It’s already been more than ten minutes. Why isn’t she back yet? Could someone have really tipped her off, so she doesn’t dare to come back?

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n“She must be feeling guilty and afraid.

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n“Grandma and Uncle treat her so well, yet she’s actually a thief. She’s really shameless.”

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n…

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nThis was the Yan family after all. Qiao Aiyun kept telling herself to control herself, believing that the Yan family would clear Song Fengwan’s name.

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nAt this moment, she really couldn’t help but turn her head to look at her. Her eyes seemed to be covered in a layer of frost, looking extremely chilly.

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n“Auntie, don’t look at me like that. The stolen goods are right here now. What else is there to say?

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n“This is the company’s top-secret information. You also know how valuable it is.

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n“Grandma, this is Uncle’s hard work. We must investigate this matter properly. Our Yan family can’t let a thief infiltrate…”

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n“You…” Qiao Aiyun shot up from the sofa. At almost the same time…

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nPa! Old Madam Yan threw the teacup in her hand onto the table. “Yan Zhihuan!”

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nYan Zhihuan was speaking with all her might when she was suddenly interrupted. Her heart skipped, and she held her breath as she looked at Old Madam Yan and said carefully, “Grandma?”

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n“Are you done talking?”

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n“I’m telling the truth. This thing was found in her daughter’s room. If she’s not a thief, what is…”

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nBefore Yan Zhihuan could finish speaking, Old Madam Yan shot a sharp gaze at her, immediately scaring her into silence.

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n“As a junior, is this how you talk to your elders? This matter is still inconclusive. It’s not up to you to spout nonsense here!”

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n“The stolen goods are…” Yan Zhihuan pointed at the manuscript.

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n“I originally wanted to wait for Wanwan to come back before settling the score with you. Since you can’t wait anymore, then let’s talk about you first.” Old Madam Yan reached out her hand to stroke her walking stick, but a glint flashed across her slightly turbid eyes.

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nStanding at the side, Mother Huang reached out to pull Qiao Aiyun to sit down. “Madam, take it easy.”

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nQiao Aiyun was so angry that her face turned green. She wished she could go up and slap her a few times.

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nWhich mother would allow her daughter to be denounced as a thief repeatedly?

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n“Grandma, what about me?” Yan Zhihuan felt guilty under her gaze.

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n“I specially called you to my room last night to tell you to get along well with Wanwan. You ignored what I said and immediately stirred up this kind of trouble the next day.”

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n“You can’t blame me for this. Do I still have to pretend that I don’t know anything when I saw that she stole something?” Yan Zhihuan put on an innocent face.

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n“If this thing goes out, the consequences will be unimaginable.

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n“I’m doing this completely for the sake of the Yan family.”

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nOld Madam Yan chuckled. “Then, let me ask you. Where did this thing come from?”

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n“Her room…” Yan Zhihuan blurted out.

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n“Why did you go into her room?” Old Madam Yan narrowed her eyes. “You said that someone else is a thief, but you sneaked into someone else’s room to rummage through their things. Are your actions very honorable?

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n“You trespassed in someone else’s room. As you said yourself, this manuscript was hidden away. It seems that you searched the room for quite a while.

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n“You willfully rummaged through and read someone else’s things. Not only are you a thief…”

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nOld Madam Yan’s voice was slow and gentle, but every word she said was like a gem1. She harrumphed coldly and slammed her walking stick heavily on the floor.

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n“But you’re also especially ill-bred! What a disgrace!”

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n“I went to her room to return a book. I…” Yan Zhihuan didn’t expect that Old Madam Yan would suddenly make a breakthrough here. She was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

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n“You can casually rummage through someone else’s just because you’re returning a book. What’s the difference between your actions and being a thief? While criticizing others, please take a good look at yourself!” Old Madam Yan was so angry that her breathing became uneven.

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n“Grandma, we’re talking about the manuscript now…”

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n“No one can say for sure how the manuscript ended up in her hands. But it’s a fact that you sneaked into someone else’s room as a thief. Even if you were returning a book, you should leave after putting it down or wait for her to come back.

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n“You went to someone else’s room to grope around. How can you have the cheek to accuse others?

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n“You’ve completely disgraced our Yan family.”

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nOld Madam Yan’s harsh words and stern countenance made Yan Zhihuan’s face pale.

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n“I originally wanted to wait for Wanwan to come back and talk about this matter together. What’s wrong with waiting for a few more minutes?! You can’t wait anymore? You’re so aggressive. How did she offend you?!”

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n“I…” It was a fact that Yan Zhihuan had sneaked into Song Fengwan’s room. She had no way of refuting this matter.

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nShe shut her mouth resentfully and didn’t dare to say another word.

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nYan Shaochen chuckled. This idiot.

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nShe can’t wait to kick Song Fengwan out. What an ugly way of doing things.

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nEven though Old Madam Yan had treated her well in the past, she wasn’t her biological granddaughter after all.

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nTaking ten thousand steps back, even if Song Fengwan really stole something and was reprimanded or kicked out of the Yan family, would Qiao Aiyun still be able to stay here? Her relationship with his eldest uncle would inevitably rupture, and the Yan family would still be the most embarrassed in the end.

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nIn the end, Old Madam Yan would definitely hold her accountable and punish her severely.

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nHis eldest uncle liked Qiao Aiyun so much, so how could he let her off easily? She might not even know how she would die.

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nHe really couldn’t understand what benefits she would gain by stubbornly accusing Song Fengwan.

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nShe hadn’t even considered the pros and cons of the current situation clearly yet. She was simply brainless.

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n…

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nNot long later, a servant ran in. Yan Zhihuan was overjoyed, thinking that Song Fengwan had returned.

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n“Old Madam, Young Master Xiao is here.”

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n“Xiao Jingan?” Old Madam Yan narrowed her eyes. “Why is he here? Tell him that there’s something at home and get him to go back.”

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n“He’s already cme in.” The servant couldn’t stop him now.

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nA few seconds later, Xiao Jingan entered the room with two bags of gifts. “Grandma Yan.”

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n“What’s the matter?” Old Madam Yan was so angry at this brainless fool beside her that her head hurt, but there was no change in how she spoke at all.

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n“I had a small misunderstanding with Miss Song yesterday. She was frightened, so I came specially to apologize to her.”

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nYan Shaochen narrowed his eyes. This brat is really good at taking advantage of every opportunity. He got beaten and kicked, but he said that he had frightened Song Fengwan instead. He’s just taking the opportunity to get close to her.

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nHe wants to demonstrate his magnanimity and take the opportunity to get close to Song Fengwan.

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nIt’s his usual tactic to pick up girls. He has a good family background and money and power. He’s very popular with young ladies and is gentle and polite to everyone. Everyone calls him a sunny boy.

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nIn Yan Shaochen’s opinion, he was a typical central air conditioner1, a scumbag.

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n“A misunderstanding?” Old Madam Yan frowned.

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n“Yes.”

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nOld Madam Yan was about to say that Song Fengwan wasn’t around and ask Yan Shaochen to send him out first when Song Fengwan returned at this moment.

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n…

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nShe had originally wanted to meet Fu Chen before returning, so she had specially dressed up before leaving.

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nThe soft and fitting red sling dress hugged her slender shoulders, revealing her beautiful and smooth neck and collarbone. Girls at this age didn’t seem to need to dress up deliberately, but they still exuded a seductive beauty.

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nAs she walked, her fair calves were faintly visible under her charming red dress. When this scene landed in Xiao Jingan’s eyes, it was inexplicably provocative.

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nHer natural phoenix eyes were charming and seductive. She smiled at Xiao Jingan. “Young Master Xiao.”

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nIn Yan Zhihuan’s eyes, her smile looked as if she was deliberately teasing him. Her expression collapsed, and she immediately jumped up and pointed at Song Fengwan.

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n“Grandma, she’s back!” Her eyes were full of excitement. This damn girl is finally back.

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nSong Fengwan was stunned. She didn’t feel uncomfortable seeing someone point at her.

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nOld Madam Yan was displeased. Even though there were servants present, they were still considered family. Now that Xiao Jingan was here, who would want to expose their family matters to outsiders?

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n“Jingan, our family has something to deal with now, so we might not be able to entertain…”

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n“Song Fengwan, you thief! You actually stole something from Uncle!”

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nYan Zhihuan kept wanting to embarrass Song Fengwan, especially in front of Xiao Jingan.

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nIf she’s chased out right now…

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nLet’s see how she still has the face to seduce men.

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nSo before Old Madam Yan could finish speaking, she opened her mouth and berated her in a rush.

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n“Yan Zhihuan!” Old Madam Yan was furious. This stupid thing.

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nXiao Jingan didn’t expect to encounter such a situation either. He knew very well that he should avoid arousing suspicion and try not to get involved in other people’s family matters. But now that he heard it, he was in a pickle too.

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n“I stole something?” Song Fengwan laughed, a little confused. “What did I steal?”

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n“Don’t deny it. I’ve already found the stolen goods. You stole Uncle’s manuscript! You should know how important this thing is. Uncle treats you so well, yet you repay him like this. You’re simply an ingrate.” Yan Zhihuan pointed at Song Fengwan, her gaze looking as if she wished she could cut her into pieces.

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n“Manuscript?” Song Fengwan suddenly understood. “You said I stole it?”

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n“Now that everything is here, you still want to deny it?” Yan Zhihuan said self-righteously. She raised her hand and pointed at the manuscript beside Old Madam Yan.

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nSong Fengwan narrowed her eyes. “You mean this? Uncle Yan gave it to me.”

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nQiao Aiyun heaved a sigh of relief. Old Madam Yan only reached out to adjust her glasses with a normal expression. But Yan Zhihuan instantly exploded.

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nShe immediately jumped straight up. “You’re spouting nonsense! How could Uncle have given you such an important thing?!”

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n“You’re talking as if you know Uncle Yan very well.” Song Fengwan’s conscience was clear and upright, so she naturally wasn’t afraid of anything.

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n“He doesn’t even allow anyone to touch this manuscript! He gave it to you? Are you kidding me? What a ridiculous lie!”

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nSong Fengwan crossed her arms and looked at her calmly. “You’re a few years older than me. Logically speaking, you should have eaten more meals1 than me…”

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nWhen she saw Qiao Aiyun’s dark expression, she knew that there must already have been an argument before she returned. This matter had yet to be settled, so even her mother had probably been insulted by her toxic words. Naturally, she wouldn’t give her a good look.

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n“… I didn’t expect you to be so stupid!”

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n“What did you say?!” Yan Zhihuan became angry.

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n“If I’m lying, there are so many reasons I can use. Why should I say that Uncle Yan gave it to me?

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n“As long as he comes back, or someone calls him to verify, you’ll immediately know if I’m lying. Do I need to cook up a lie like this?

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n“Such a low-level lie can be easily exposed.” Song Fengwan chuckled.

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n“Uncle likes you mother and daughter so much. It’s possible that he’ll…”

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nSong Fengwan showed a wintry smile. “You want to say that Uncle Yan will cooperate with me to lie? Exactly what kind of person do you think Uncle Yan is?!

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n“He’s so upright, serious, and impartial! Everyone is clear about what kind of person Uncle Yan is!

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n“Could it be that in your eyes, he’s just a selfish, intemperate, and extremely muddle-headed person of low moral stature who practices favoritism?!”

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nShe was domineering and aggressive as she continuously fired away like a cannon. Compared to Yan Zhihuan’s accusations, these were the true sharp blades that could cut someone’s heart.

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nShe was sharp and ruthless.

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nYan Zhihuan was completely struck dumbfounded. Her tongue was tied in a knot, and she was so frightened that she couldn’t react.

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nHold Yan Wangchuan in contempt? Anyone would be dumbfounded if such a serious label was pinned on them.

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