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At the same time, Su Ningqing, who was holding onto her phone and running out of the room, leaned against the wall and lowered her head, breathing heavily.

Qin Yuan's heavy breathing still remained by his ear.

It kept expanding, to the point where there was no way to stop it. Compared to the grievous news, this sound was more deadly.

His heart was beating more and more intensely