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"Are you that kind?" Wen Ruyan asked with a hint of hoarseness in her voice.

Five years had passed. Wen Ruyan had been imprisoned here for more than five years. The torture of life, the dark days, had turned her into an old woman.

"You and I have a common enemy, what's more, isn't Jing Rong someone you hate the entire time?" Lian Xin knew what was the true weakness of being gentle like a beauty