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... p>  Xie Huaiyuan wanted to catch up, but was stopped by Li Jingmin.

   "If you are really guilty, reflect on yourself and take action, pestering will only make people cast aside." After Li Jingmin finished speaking, he went back to the house with the others.

  Xie Huaiyuan stood where he was, his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground.

  People who have been hurt by him will not forgive him so quickly unless he proves it with actions later.

  …

  Early the next ...

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