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But Ying Lee, holding the pancake, froze, and then tears began to trickle down her cheeks.

"Eight years …" Eight whole years … How can I waste eight years waiting for the contract to end... " Her voice was trembling, as if she had been chilled to death by the cold.

Wei Jianming didn't immediately comfort Ying Lee. Instead, he sat down on the sofa opposite Ying Lee in silence