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Xiafeng was slightly unhappy but that was in the future. Now, there was only one person who was unhappy.

Who?

Ye Wen and his wife, Qi Shuang.

In a remote alley to the south of the city, Qi Shuang stood outside the door of his house that he was extremely familiar with. He stared at the door with his eyes wide open, staring at that extremely familiar lock, as if he was a wooden chicken