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After looking at Ruan Nichang's smile for a while, Wei Qiyang faintly said, "Previously, someone habitually said I'm good, and then they just used me up …"

A strong wind blew over. Ruan Nichang's hair was blown wildly by the wind. She pushed away the hair on her face and looked at Wei Qiyang seriously.

"I won't. I cherish what you have done for me. I still keep the lotus flower lamp. In the box