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Young Master, who had been listening to Young Master's low, unpleasant voice, who now looked at him with a frown, knew that the man had been right, and Young Master was in a bad mood. She met Fu Yu's dark eyes, took a sip of spring, closed the door behind her, and slowly walked over to Fu Yu. She stopped at the table, picked up the teapot on the table, poured tea into the teacup