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Dongfang Ye's voice became even louder as he clenched his teeth. He was full of anger, but he didn't dare to vent it out.

"My wife, can you open the door?" Dongfang Ye knocked on the door with a hint of flattery.

"Who's your wife!" There was anger in the crisp voice.

In the room, Xiling Sizhu was fiddling with bottles and jars, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"Ah Zhu is my wife