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"What are you doing here?"
Wen Huarong asked expressionlessly.
"I came to..."
Feng Lin glanced at Wen Ning washing dishes and did not continue.
"Wen Ning, stop washing for now, go check on my dish,"
Wen Huarong instructed Wen Ning.
"Okay, Grandma."
Wen Ning immediately stood up and headed to the kitchen.
Wen Huarong then glanced at Feng Lin, "Come in."
After speaking, she walked toward the back living room.
Feng Lin hurriedly followed her.
"Speak, what is it?"
Wen Huarong sat on the sofa and asked indifferently.
"Senior, have you heard of Xu Xianfan?"
Feng Lin got straight to the point; he definitely would not hide it from Wen Huarong.
"I've heard of her, what about it?"
Wen Huarong's demeanor shifted from casual to serious.
"She has now captured my wife, Xu Ruoying, and is using her to threaten me into inquiring about the address of Shura Palace,"
Feng Lin stood in front of Wen Huarong.
"Humph! She wishes!" Wen Huarong snorted coldly.
