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Cen Li looked coldly at the man in front of him.

Would he let a man bring Shen Wenwen into the room in front of him?

Impossible.

He told Qian Duoshu to call the police directly, and rushed over to grab the man's body.

There was still a drunk Shen Wenwen in the man's arms. It was not easy to break free. His eyes were bloodshot. "You little bastard …" I gave you face