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... joyed by Chi Jiao’s sweet words. The guilt in his eyes was immediately replaced by a smile. “You only know how to sweet-talk me. But now that I think about it, Fang Xiaowei’s actions yesterday were indeed a little stiff and unnatural. She was wearing a big hat, and her hands were also cold.”
It was winter now, so Fang Xiaowei’s cold fingers did not raise Chi Mingwei’s suspicions.
“It seems that someone controlled Fang Xiaowei’s corpse to see Daddy yesterday. Daddy, the Fa ...
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