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h boxes, and also cooked a fish head soup for Ye Fei Mo. He would reheat it tomorrow before packing it. It was past ten o'clock when he finished cooking.Ye Fei Mo was looking over reports, warming him....." Wu Shuang chuckled, her fingertips expertly turning. Kaka's willpower had reached its limit, his body tensed to the extreme. This witch...In this world, the only one capable of tormenting him so f...