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On the other side, Jiang Yihuang finished lighting the fireworks for Yao Lin and was about to go help his own sister. Unfortunately, Mu Chen was there, so there was nothing for him to do. He could only stand off to the side and watch, eyes fixed on her. Jiang Yining felt her scalp tingle under his gaze. It was like the look of a mother sending off the child she had raised with her own hands