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... t to help Yang Lan, but had not squatted down, was the person next to a grasp of the arm.
Mo Huichen's cold voice came through.
"take her to the arranged room and tidy up the woman. "
Mo Huichen's tone was as if Yang Lan, lying on the ground, was a stray dog that had died by the roadside.
Zuo Aiai's heart for the first time felt monstrous anger, all of Mo Huichen's ex ...
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