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e his hand away, Ye Fei Mo grasped her hand, not letting her go. He began chatting with Mother Wen, who knew Athens quite well too. The two had much to talk about. Warmth, out of respect for her mothe...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go." that everything was different...At first, when Ye Fei Mo and Han Bi broke up, he was drunk on life and death, falling into depravity and ruin.But now, cold and lifeless.In two days, a new semester wi...