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Upon hearing this, Ni Yang’s heart clenched tightly.
What kind of family would allow their son to scald their daughter’s face?
“Did it hurt?” Ni Yang asked.
Qian Zhaodi shook her head, “It hurt at first, but then it stopped.” She had suffered so much at such a young age, this pain was nothing in comparison.
Ni Yang let out a soft sigh and handed her the braised pork she had just bought, “Take this.”
The aroma of the braised pork seemed to perm ...
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