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Her voice was too sorrowful, completely unlike her usual arrogant tone.

Yan Yuhuang had never looked at her directly before, so he turned his head and looked at her deeply.

Was it wrong to love him? It didn't seem to be wrong.

"Soong Jia, you can go back now." Yan Yuhuang's voice was full of fatigue. He leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes and coughed lightly