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With Gu Cenduo around, Yan Ji's blade would certainly not harm Yan Jiaojiao. She had just walked to the dining table when her hand was grabbed. The man pressed his voice, "Yan Ji...",All the injustices she had suffered, the insults she had endured, unspoken and veiled. She was going to peel away Yan Jiaojiao's facade layer by layer, exposing her dark nature for all to see without any obstruction.,Several people had no appetite for dinner. Zhou Shuyue slumped in her chair, looking dejected. "Chen Ye," she sighed, "Am I such a terrible mother For so many years, I didn't even realize..."。