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When Zhang Xiaoyu spoke, she was extremely furious.

On her clean face, there was an additional sense of bleakness and desolation.

She was wearing a pair of loose, short sleeves, and her appearance was completely different from her previous youthfulness and purity.

Even when I looked at him, I only felt that this Zhang Xiaoyu didn't have the same flavor as before.

Besides, she was pregnant