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help but offer some guidance, although she also didn't understand Ye Feimo's actions.This time, he even lowered himself to invite him out for a meal. This was obviously a show of goodwill.This is the...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."elt like a large black stone was pressing down on everyone's hearts. Wen warmly smiled wryly; even the weather seemed to be in sync with her mood.For three days, Ye Feimo had given her no response. He...