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"Yan Yuan..."

Her voice was hoarse, her eyes moved as she looked at the unconscious Yan Yuan, and her eyes became sore.

"You don't hate me, do you? "Is it ?"

She looked at Yan Yuan with misty eyes and repeated the words in a low voice, "You don't hate me, do you ?"

"But, I am not Liu Tianxin, do you know? I am not Liu Tianxin ? "

"What would I do if you knew I was a fake? Yan Yuan