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Han Zhijiang walked out, but his back was no longer straight and tall like before. Instead, it was slightly hunched, giving off an indescribably lonely and sorrowful feeling.

When Han Zhijiang returned home, Weihong was still sitting in her room, crying as if she had suffered a huge grievance. Yao Lanfang was comforting her while Han Qingxiang was squatting beside her, smoking silently

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