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Veins bulged on Feng Qingcheng's forehead, anger, a rage that never existed before spread through her heart. She wanted nothing more than to punch this good-for-nothing on the bed. No, she had to get him to explain.

Who the hell are you? Hurry up and explain to them what's going on between us. I've already returned to the King's Manor, nothing must have happened between us