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Ji Yunshu and Mo Ruo chatted about something else.

Maybe it was because he drank a little, Mo Ruo squinted his eyes, leaned against the rocking chair and pressed his feet against the ground.

He stomped his feet on the ground!

He started to speak in a daze.

"Actually, that brat, Jing Rong, is quite pitiful."

"Hmm?" Ji Yunshu could not hear clearly.

"He probably never spoke to you