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"Bah!" Lin Wenyi secretly spat on Mu Sizhe's face. She reached for the fish with her chopsticks. Mu Sizhe had a smile on his face as he asked:

"How's the taste?"

"It's not as good as what you made!" As soon as Lin Wenyi finished her sentence, she realized that she had said something wrong and quickly lowered her head, pretending to be dead