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... first sentence, “I can do it myself.”
Yan Qingsi’s voice was hoarse — it was as if there was sand in her throat. It was hard to listen to.
Ji Mianmian was about to cry. “Sister, let me be with you.”
Ji Mianmian regretted leaving Yan Qingsi at the time. She kept thinking that if only she had continued following her, the murderer could not have gotten near her goddess.
Yan Qingsi pushed the door open. “Suit yourself.”
Little Xu signaled Ji Mianmia ...
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