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"No need, Nannan. This is not bad for me. This way, Mu Li won't feel sad every time he looks at me. When I have the ability, I will have the face to go see him."

After tidying up the broken fragments under the table, Qiao Mengning took the glass dregs from Soong Nannan's hands and walked towards the kitchen.

Song Nan stood on the spot and couldn't calm down for a long time