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fore reason, spilling out of him.Narcissism, is there anything to be proud of about a man looking goodYe Fei Mo coldly glanced over, his gaze so frigid that it felt like a layer of ice had been pasted...e coffee had just been served, piping hot. She wanted to pour it on Chen Xue Ru, but she could only say that she had lost her mind. A normal wife would do this to a mistress, wouldn't she But she pour...