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... he just picked up his pants and left.
The hem of the wedding dress was stained with blood.
Ziyan frowned, pulled up her sore body to pull up her pants, and then stood up to check; fortunately, the wedding dress was undamaged.
"Bang—" The door was pushed open from the outside.
Ziyan turned her head and saw him, in his crisp suit, walking in. Seeing her own disheveled appearance, she instantly felt utterly abashed.
He came over, showed no care or greeting, a ...
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