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“Sure.”
Zeng Xiangyang was stunned for a moment, thinking he had heard wrong. He stared blankly at Qiao Jing.
“Huh?”
He soon came to his senses and, without giving Qiao Jing a chance to change her mind, rushed to her side, almost clinging to her.
He promptly changed how he addressed her.
“Master! Master!!”
Zhan Qipei’s face darkened upon seeing how close the two were, and his deep voice rose.
“Stay away from my wife.”
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