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Lin Ange dragged her weak legs and walked quickly towards Ye Qinghuan. She stopped and hugged her.

"Aunt Huan …"

Her body was still wet from the rain, and she was slightly cold.

"An Ge, let Aunt Huan have a good look at you."

Ye Qinghuan supported her by the shoulder as she carefully observed with her brows knitted.

Lin Ange had vomited all over the place