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want.Ye Fei Mo coldly curled the corner of his lips.Some people seem to have forgotten who controls the narrative.The phone fell silent for a moment, then rang again. It was Zhang Ling's voice, "Mr. Y...y fault, I apologize, this time won't happen again, I will be gentle."His eyes were blazing, his dark and deep pupils seemed to hold a burning flame, her body was being consumed by the heat, getting h...