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... Intensity of Hatred
Wen Yuci threw herself at Fu Yunshen, trying to snatch away the cellphone he was holding.
But just as she lunged forward, the man raised the phone above his head and, with his other hand, caught her wrist, pulling her directly into his embrace.
Her hands pressed against the man’s handsome and solid chest; even through the suit and shirt, she could still feel the burning heat of his skin beneath.
Wen Yuci wanted to stand up, but in the next seco ...
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