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Zhuang Yan witnessed the whole process and felt as if his heart had been stabbed by a sharp blade. That kind of sadness was too obvious.
The car drove past them slowly. Zhuang Yan held his breath as he watched the car drive away.
Fu Nanli looked at the person in his arms. Zhuang Yan was talking about you, right? ”
Wen Qiao wanted to break free from his embrace and answer him seriously, but the man’s arms were holding her down, making her unable to move.
“It s ...
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