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... ack, and in the villa’s living room, Mrs. Bo was holding Qin Yinyin’s hand with one hand, seemingly saying something.
The light was soft, and Qin Yan couldn’t see Qin Yinyin’s face clearly; the heavy neon lights outside altered the colors she saw in her pupils.
Qin Yan looked at the villa and spoke into the phone, "Lu Yi, you don’t understand. I can suffer, but Yinyin can’t. Please, just help me."
There was a pause on the phone, and Lu Yi took a sip of water, saying, "Oka ...
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