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... r end, feeling a pain that cut through his bones. He wanted to hold her in his arms and tell her that night he had lied to her, that she was the only one he loved.
However, it was just a thought.
She cried for a long time, and he silently listened. As Wen Nuan’s voice gradually weakened, his fingernails had already dug into the flesh of his palm, and he spoke softly:
"Nuannuan, what I mean is I hope you don’t give up. Fashion design is very important to you. Don’t act imp ...
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