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a warm bath and getting dressed, Ye Fei Mo was also dressed. The room smelled faintly of something, and Wen Nuan's face was flushed. Ye Fei Mo had already packed his luggage. Wen Nuan glared at him, h...k in her hands, engrossed in it. She exuded a quiet and warm charm. It was quite interesting that her daughter, who was so domineering like a queen, could be such a wild combination with her.The woman...