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Looking at the recorder that Wenning had tossed in front of him, Cheng Yi knew that things had already been exposed: if she continued to deny it now, she would hate it. I can't do that!

Seeing Cheng Yi's thoughtful expression, Xu Wen didn't scold him. Instead, he pulled Cheng Yi along and sat down on the sofa. He then very patiently poured a cup of water for him