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"Old fellow, you …" Yang Yuexin puffed out her cheeks, and lightly glared at him, "I don't believe that you can write such a thing. If you have the ability …"

"Cousin, don't be rude to Mr. Lu." Chen Fengye walked up, his expression solemn.

"None of your business, hmph …" Yang Yuexin gnashed her teeth as she spoke.

"Shh, let this young master do it