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Le Xiaomi was silent. Because she was running too fast, she couldn't catch her breath. Her chest was swelling, but she just held onto the door and stared at Yan Yuhuang, who was sitting not far away.

His heartache was not fake at all. It was completely displayed in front of her. She knew that a person's concern and worry couldn't be fake.

However, what she disliked the most was deceit