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Jiang Yansheng looked at the kitchen and felt his hands itch.

She opened Gu Huo's phone without batting an eyelid. There was no password.

Three seconds later, the message from Gu Yiyi was deleted.

With his back leaning against the chair, Jiang Yansheng crossed his legs nonchalantly as he thought to himself, 'It's so dark in the villa. If the electricity goes off