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eday.""Fang Liucheng, what identity do you have to say these things to me" Wen Nuan retorted sharply, "You hate my father, hate the Wen family, you've avenged yourself, you succeeded. I admire your ef...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."