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Xue Yunlan squatted on the steps at the entrance of the villa. Her hair was messy and her face was full of tears. Her makeup had been washed away by her tears. The flowers were in a mess and stacked on her face, which was no longer young.

Gu Beihua was shocked by this scene. He pulled the steering wheel, and with a drift, he stopped the car. The rubber tires rubbed against the concrete floor