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... he chaotic hall, didn’t pay it any mind; his gaze fell upon Ye Wenjun.
At this moment, Ye Wenjun seemed so haggard, so frail...
He didn’t speak, walked up to Wenjun, gently took her hand, and said faintly, "Your wrist is injured, let me treat it."
It was unprecedented; Wenjun actually nodded: "Mm."
The two went upstairs.
In the hall, silence reigned, everyone incredulously watching the scene unfold.
The servants, who had served Miss Ye of the Ye Fa ...
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