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"Yes, that's her." Yan Ao Xuan's eyes were like poisoned fangs, sinister and terrifying.

After a few days of recuperation, the wounds on Yan Aoxuan's body had almost healed.

After staying in bed for a few days, Yan Aoxuan could no longer bear the loneliness anymore. She faced Yan Tianhua and forced him to agree to let her out.

Who would have thought that the moment he came out