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"Miss. Your tea has been brewed. " Three Movements carefully opened the door and entered. It just so happened that Feng Feixuan put down her brush. She walked over cautiously.

His eyes inadvertently swept over the thin piece of paper on the table. A few words. However, it was like weeping blood. Even the usually tenacious Three Movements could not bear to look.

So this was what it was all about