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Han Mingyao sat at the side, holding a cup of dense black coffee, he did not raise his head, nor did he speak.

Just like what he said to Xue Min before he entered the room, "There are some things that you have to face yourself."

With Xue Min's promise, even I couldn't say anything.

At this point, it's over. I don't care about anything now except the baby in my belly