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... nt at this moment, and as soon as she entered, she saw the head from Yan Jing in the Brocade Box, her small face instantly devoid of any color.
She knew that the one who was even more emotionally devastated was her own Miss, so Cong Ge hurried to her side.
"Miss..." At this moment, Cong Ge also didn’t know what to say.
Yan Wanqing looked down, tears falling on the cheeks of Yan Jing, eventually merging with the blood.
The blood hadn’t yet coagulated, signifying th ...
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