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With Gu Cenduo around, Yan Ji's blade would certainly not harm Yan Jiaojiao. She had just walked to the dining table when her hand was grabbed. The man pressed his voice, "Yan Ji...",The next second, Yan Ji's voice suddenly turned icy: "What about those videos",As she fastened her seatbelt, she heard the man beside her, who had been silent throughout the drive, suddenly speak. "Do you have deep feelings for me"。