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Shen Fengxi's drunkeness had dissipated, and he finally let go. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt.,The living room has been swept clean by Meng Qiong, leaving only two black garbage bags piled up in the entryway.,Shen Fengxi stopped and turned to face the calm gaze. His tone was flat, revealing neither joy nor anger: "What do you mean"。