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Yang Yufen looked at Yan Qingyi in shock and stuttered: "You … How do you know? "

Yan Qingyi shrugged her shoulders, "Yang Yufen, paper can never contain fire. Do you think that just because you don't tell anyone, no one will know about this matter?"

He Miaodan stumbled and fart. He sat down on the sofa. His heart began to ache violently. His forehead was covered with a layer of cold sweat