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That's what I did.

Lin Doukou and Mrs. Lin looked at each other. At this time, Mrs. Lin should also know that all of this was a play by Lin Doukou, and after Lin Xiahua had silently endured it all, he left. It made them feel like they had been unknowingly slapped, and their faces burned with pain.

Wordless was also a form of resistance.

Lin Xiahua's departure had already explained everything