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Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."ck to Rome on a whim, and he couldn't do that... Ji Bing was hurt and uncomfortable, so he just comforted her. She was easy to comfort; she was his lover, the one he had decided to spend his life with...