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old and hard with not a single expression, indifferent to the point that one dared not meet his gaze.Ye Fei Mo looked at her coldly, silent and unresponsive. The warmth that had been building dissipat...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."an eyebrow, and Wushuang said in a serious tone, "Mojue!"Her father is the only man in the world who, up to this point, would go through fire and water for her without asking for payment or reward, ge...