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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."over her, he said in a low voice, "It was your decision to leave, it was you who wanted a divorce, it was you who didn't want me. I pleaded with you, I humbled myself and sought you out, but what did...