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Su Jia's hand was clamped around Yan Qingyang's neck, making Yan Qingyang feel murderous once again. She said with great effort, "That is … I... It's all mine! "

After a long while, Yan Qingyang felt like she was suffocating. Su Jia suddenly let go of her hand, but his other hand was still stroking the jade fan. His gaze was cold and filled with longing