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Fu Xingchen sat on the sofa and ordered a cup of boiling water to moisten his throat.

Looking at the pestered Ouyang Xiangyi not far away, Fu Xingchen silently lit three joss sticks for her.

Just as she was thinking, the sofa beside her suddenly caved in and a figure sat down by her side. Fu Xingchen puzzledly looked over and saw Mu Ling holding onto a bottle of red wine