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... xt morning dawned early.
Jiang Yan had just finished washing up when someone knocked on her door.
“Jiang Yan, it’s me.” It was Song Qian’s voice.
Jiang Yan opened the door, taken aback, “Song Qian, you’re back?”
“Yeah.” Song Qian, in his clean military uniform, stood at the door with an imposing aura.
Jiang Yan gave him a sidelong glance and asked, “You got hurt?”
The man clearly hadn’t rested well; red blood veins riddled his eyes, which were enci ...
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