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However, the slap that she had imagined did not come. She slowly opened her eyes and found Ya Yun standing in front of her. Then, Aunt Zhang had a silver needle stuck in her forehead.

"Ya Yun, Auntie Zhang, she …"

Ya Yun glanced coldly at Feng Qiyue. Actually, she had arrived a long time ago, but she didn't immediately come over. Instead, she stood to the side and watched the show