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"Xiaomi, I'm letting go." Yan Yuhuang sat down on a chair near Le Xiaomi's bed, smirking. "Previously, I told the media that you're my wife, so I just wanted to fulfill my wish. You don't have to put too much pressure on me, I'll handle this matter in the best way, and I won't harm you."

Yes, he would never harm her, even if the one injured was himself.

Le Xiaomi was already in tears