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Wen Shuyu heard a voice before she even saw him.

Yang Jian ran in with dust all over his body and did not stop at all. Even when he spoke, his breathing was a little unsteady.

Wen Shuyu's eyes were slightly red. Because Qian Cao had been stabbed to death in order to protect her, she felt guilty and powerless.

"What's wrong, Linglong? "That Qian Cao