Who Is That Little B*tch?

Feng Qing shifted her gaze to Fu Anlan. Her bone-chilling and violent gaze made Fu Anlan's back turn cold. She couldn't help but tremble. Her old face was pale, and her expression was extremely flustered.

Feng Qing shook her head, her fluffy hair swaying behind her. Then, she turned around and left elegantly. Liu Yan hurriedly chased after her and walked behind Feng Qing like a servant.

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