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... or three seconds before finally saying just one sentence, "Let’s wait for Zhao Jin to arrive and hear what he has to say."

Pei Yansi furrowed his brow and stood up, looking seriously at Shen Heyu’s face, he asked, "Don’t you trust me?"

"I only trust evidence."

"Then tell me, the evidence that you came here today to question me about, the incident when I went to that abandoned factory to rescue you, do you have any evidence to suggest it was all staged by me?" Pei Yansi ha ...

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