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... aw Shen Wenhong running out, carrying the blood-covered Shen Ning, like a madman.
After that was the chaotic rescue.
Shen Yan had rested enough and took out her phone. She saw the moving red dot and gave a cold smile.
Maybe it was the hustle and bustle outside that made Shen Yan feel cold.
It was strange.
Over the past years, colder than this year, she hadn’t felt so uncomfortable.
This time was particularly melodramatic.
She repeatedly rub ...
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