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His back felt a burning pain from being hit, and he took advantage of this opportunity to purposely pose as if he had miscarried. He frantically touched his waist, crying out for pain.

"Wen Xiaoqi, do you want me to die?" "Let me tell you, I didn't create Su Ya Ya like this. She brought this upon herself." As I said, I love Chu Jun. But I won't do anything to make him sad