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... ily unable to react, she paused slightly, "My own flesh and blood, I—"
As the words reached her lips, the image of a plainly dressed person suddenly appeared in her mind.
Lin Qingjia’s hand trembled, and the teacup fell from her grasp.
"You’ve forgotten?" An Roujin looked at her, then wiped her mouth, "It was you who ran over to leave with me, crying and saying you didn’t want to stay in that kind of place."
Initially, she hadn’t planned on taking a burden along, ...
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