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... as looking at her with a heartbroken expression, squatting down, supporting Wen Jiao’s arm, and whispering, "Jiaojiao, Zhaoli is wrapping things up, let’s go home. It’s already very late."
Wen Jiao came to her senses, spoke, and her voice sounded desolate, "Did all those people come to offer condolences?"
Bian Yue said everyone had come, and most had already left. Zhaoli needed to take care of the aftermath and couldn’t get away, so she came to pick her up.
Wen Jiao nodde ...
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