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Feng Jianxue was lying on the sofa beside him, holding a cup of her own tea. She took a sip and asked while watching the TV, "You're hanging up?"

"Yes, I'm hanging up." He felt wronged to be treated like this. He threw the phone back to Feng Yu and vented his anger on the phone.

He stretched out his arm and placed the teacup on the shelf beside me. Then