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Inside the phone, She Saihua's voice was filled with grief and indignation.

When Mo Xiaoran last heard her, he could not help but look at Tian Youting who was driving. She Saihua's tone was clearly that of a woman.

"She Saihua, it's me, Mo Xiaoran. How are you?"

"Mo Xiaoran?" She Saihua was even stuttering when she spoke. She laughed and laughed, then said to Mo Xiaoran: "Xiao Yan