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Yan Zirong raised her eyes and looked at Yan's Father blandly. She took her hand away. Yan Zirong wanted to rely on her father, but when she thought about the past, she couldn't forgive Yan's Father for what he had done to her.

The moment Yan Zirong's hand was taken away from Yan's Father's palm, he smiled bitterly. Yan Zirong's hand was so cold, she needed a big and warm hand to warm it