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... for details, but I didn't expect to poke someone's scar.

  Xie Yinye smiled stiffly, and then said: "Actually, you can look for your family members, maybe they also have difficulties."

  Wen Yan smiled bitterly: "Maybe."

  If it wasn't for grandma's last wish, she didn't plan to find those people at all. Since she was thrown beside the trash can, it proves that those people didn't want her to live in the first place.

   "If you need my help, just tell me directly. We ...

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