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Only Bo Xingzhi was left. The man's sinister eyes stared at the little woman on the sickbed. "Why does she have claustrophobia?" Ruan Su said nothing. What else could she say? He would not believe her even if she explained. That was why she had this condition. "Bo Xingzhi, I'm tired." Was she trying to drive him out? The man turned and strode toward the door on his long legs