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How could she be like Ruan Su? That woman was cold and powerful. How could she be associated with the delicate, soft Lee Zhuoyan? He must have been so angry that he lost his head. Fu Yinli's mind was a mess, like a tangled knot he could not unravel no matter how hard he tried. Mrs. Fu still wanted to keep cursing, but he had already dragged her out. "Aren't you ashamed? Let's go home, Mom