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... ed Mo Yongqiang’s calls and paced frantically in her home.

“Look at your taste in men. You slept with this Mo Yongqian for one year and nothing came out of it. Now, the Mo Corporation is going to fall, but you just announced your relationship with him to the public not long ago. This is suicidal,” sick with worry, Pan Ru reprimanded her daughter repeatedly.

Shen Ziqian didn’t answer any of Mo Yongqiang’s calls. When he called the Shen Mansion, the butler told him that she wasn’t ...

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