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... hand fell to the ground. A clap of thunder boomed overhead, and cold raindrops pelted his face. The man stared at Lin Yixun, only feeling that warm liquid was welling up in his eyes.
Suddenly, Yixiu stepped forward and gripped Lin Yixun’s shoulders, "No, you’re lying to me, you’re lying to me, right? Tell me, you’re lying! The child is still there, the child is still there, right?"
Her body was violently shaken, but Lin Yixun remained indifferent. She coldly lifted her eyelids an ...
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