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... Wuya’s hand fell to the ground.
This was already the second cup he had broken tonight.
Sitting across and drinking tea, Murong Yu frowned, staring at her obviously distracted son, "What’s going on? What are you thinking about?"
Feng Wuya was startled and shook his head.
In fact, he didn’t even know what he was thinking.
"Wuya, you’ve been out of sorts these past two days, are you feeling unwell again?"
A mother’s greatest concern was always her son ...
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