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i Mo and Wen Nuan simply sat on the side and waited. Two couples were sitting beside them, one with Eastern features and the other with Western features.Four people were talking in English. The pair o...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." if things went according to standard intelligence analysis, this time around, something would definitely go wrong.These questions remained unanswered, and he kept them buried in his heart. He was det...