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Lin Ange's intuition told her that something was amiss. She grabbed Lu Yiyao's arm and shook it lightly.

"Hubby, is there something you're hiding from me?"

"What do you mean?"

The coffee machine was fragrant. Lu Yiyao stopped what he was doing and turned to look at her.

"In what way? Are you really hiding something from me? "

Lin Ange's expression changed slightly.

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