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rt was pierced like a knife. Recalling every little detail from the past, he felt even more heartache. He had always been so cold and hard towards Wēnnuǎn, while she always smiled brightly, no matter...m, and softly said, "My dad just barely counts as a man for this."Mo Jue furiously roared, "I'll shove your head into a boiling pot!"Mo Xiaobai glanced at the steaming hotpot in the center of the tabl...