Zhao Xi put down his curtain hat, and his mouth froze. He looked at ng
Yunzheng in shock. “You… how do you know she is?”
ng Yunzheng glanced at him. “Is it hard to guess?”
Isn’t it difficult?
ng Yunzheng poured a glass of water for Shu Yu and asked her to sit down. “Why is Lady Lu here? You even recognized Zhao Xi?”
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