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she was just eating, she even thought about letting him get sick and die, every now and then she went to the supermarket to buy him groceries and packed lunches for him to take to work. What else cou...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."n assured her repeatedly that he would be fine today, but her heart was clearly worried, she kept telling herself, "It's okay, it's okay, Ye FeiMo will be fine."In her heart, Ye Feimo had always been...