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After reading the text message, Lu Shimo's temples throbbed.

These bastards, they must have been living too comfortably recently, daring to scheme against him.

"Wu, I feel uncomfortable …"

Mu Yu grabbed his pants and rolled around on the sofa while muttering to herself.

The man's cold brows furrowed and his Adam's apple moved slightly.

"Stand up."

"Ugh …" I don't want it