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Chapter 1111

Samuel’s home. After Qi Yiyun answered the phone, her expression became dull and her pupils dilated. She seemed to have lost her soul in an instant while holding the phone. Samuel could not help but ask, "What happened?" Qi Yiyun turned around and looked Samuel. Her eyes were as big as eggs. She opened her mouth and said to Samuel, "Guess what happened at Wu Youfeng's birthday party?" Samuel shrugged and said, "You made Han Tiansheng sound so powerful. He won't let Wu Youfeng go easily, will he?" Only then did Qi Yiyun realize that she was still holding the phone. She slowly put down her hand, took a deep breath, and said, "Wu Youfeng is dead!" Samuel stared at her with a frown. Dead? Dying at the birthday party? Han Tiansheng was so cruel that he didn't even allow Wu Youfeng to celebrate his birthday. "How did he die?" Samuel asked. Qi Yiyun moved her throat and obviously swallowed her saliva. Then she said, "The gift that Han Tiansheng sent to Wu Youfeng is a peach wood co

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