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Jiang Yao put her hand on Gu Zhao's arm, feeling anxious like an ant on a hot pan. She had been holding back her tears until now. She held back the urge to make a sound.

Gu Zhao took Jiang Yao's performance seriously. Although he felt a bit uncomfortable inside, he didn't say anything. Instead, he turned around and put down the wound that he had bandaged with a cloth, not allowing her to see