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nd, without asking, ordered him a cup of coffee. During their time together, she learned his preferences well; he preferred strong, pure coffee.However, that day he took a sip and put the coffee aside...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."ostly shriek, Ye Wei kicked him away with one foot and laughed. Mo Jue had this knack for creating chaotic scenes like that.The mother and daughter chatted for a while, and only then did Wushuang relu...