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"Come, hit my back." Zheng Yudong turned around and gave his back to her.

"Don't mess with her, tell me the truth." Miao Xiaohui was dying of anxiety.

"Here, take a call." Zheng Yudong had already dialed a number with his phone and handed it to Fu Yingying.

Fu Yingying curiously took the phone and placed it by her ear.

"Zheng Yudong