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Mo Nuan walked down the stairs with his legs stiff. He could vaguely hear the mess behind him, Han Shuren was hitting 120, Mo Zixi was calling out to him non-stop.

"Miss Nuan, what happened?"

When Aunt Wang heard the noise upstairs, she also came out from the kitchen, but when she came out, Mo Nuan was already nowhere to be seen.

Mo Nuan walked forward like a marionette