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Holding her in her arms, Chu Moqian smelled the faint fragrance that came from Yuan Mengying's body, and felt the gentle touch of her back. Chu Moqian's eyes reddened, and just as she was about to get up, a scene quickly flashed through her mind.

Looking at the packed crowd of people, the little girl cried uneasily. Suddenly, a pair of hands reached out from behind and held her in a warm embrace