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The wooden door was pushed open and a spacious living room entered his sight. Ling Ao Jing glanced around and saw Jiang Qian sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Her face had aged overnight, and her hair was in a mess and had not been washed. Her huge dark circles were very obvious, and her bags were about to fall to her chin. She was still crying.

Upon seeing Ling Ao Jing enter