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ace darkened, and Wen Nuan quickly pushed him away. She picked up the robe from the floor and hastily put it on, covering her exposed spring light. Her eyes narrowed, and she grabbed her wrist. Wen N...ously, a "sorry" stuck in his throat. He couldn't refuse any of Mo Yao's requests, so he didn't hang up the phone. He asked, "What's wrong""It's nothing, I was just worried about you," Mo Xiaobai said...