Lin Dingkuo stood up, walked slowly to An Qiyu, and looked at her condescendingly, without saying a word.

An Qiyu sensed that kind of danger, just like the heaviness of Mount Tai's top, her palms and brains were now full of sweat, and she lowered her head for a moment and watched Lin Dingkuo's shadow stop in front of her toes.

"Why did you let me see Ling Shuyun? What did my aunt say? Lin Dingkuo's voice came from above An Qiyu, and she slowly raised her head and nodded cautiously.

"If you don't see it, maybe Ah Xiang won't be able to come back." An Qiyu simply put it out with a little bit, so it was a little more comfortable.

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