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The corners of Wen Heng's lips curled upwards as he stood up, glancing at An Qingchen with an indistinct gaze.

"Take good care of her. I'll go back first." "No," he said.

An Qingchen pretended not to understand the profoundness behind his eyes and obediently nodded. "Don't worry, Master Wen Hengyi. I will."

After Wen Heng left, Su Yanzheng immediately sat up from the sickbed.

"Qing Cen