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Nan Wenyu looked at Zhan Yanjia, who was sitting on the floor, and warned her with a cold tone.

It had already reached an extreme moment for him, and he didn't want Zhan Yanjia to bring him any more trouble.

Hearing Nan Wenyu's voice that sounded like it came from hell, Zhan Yanjia shuddered.

Ouyang Meiya walked up to Zhan Yanjia's side and helped her to rest in her bedroom