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"Lu Yihang, what are you going to do?" Although her heart was beating like a drum, Xia Xing still didn't show the slightest bit of fear on her face.

Lu Yihang controlled his wheelchair and slowly came in front of Xia Xing. He said softly, "Xing, can you forgive me? Will you forgive me for what I did to you? "

Forgive? If not for the circumstances, she would have laughed. But she did laugh