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... know what he intended to do.

He walked out of the elevator and stood in front of the closed door to the room she was in. He had no idea what was going on inside the room now, nor could he hear anything from inside.

As he quietly stood at the door, his rationale slowly overcame his emotions. He swallowed hard and, just as he was about to turn around and leave, he heard loud screaming inside the room.

That’s Su Qing!

Qin Jiayan suddenly grabbed the door handle and ...

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