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Zhang Xiaoyu's words made Zhang Ningfeng's hand, which was placed on the side of the wheelchair, freeze up.

His eyes were downcast in the darkness, hidden from the light.

Judging from his slightly aged back, he was truly frightened.

"Brother, I'm begging you."

As for Zhang Xiaoyu, she stretched out her hand and fiercely grabbed onto Zhang Ningfeng's hand. Her tone was even a bit coquettish