Ni Jian didn't say anything more and watched her leave. In the empty corridor, Ni Jian turned his wheelchair and prepared to go back.

At this time, in the shadows, a figure appeared silently, looking at her quietly. Ni Jian looked at him, his eyes changed slightly: "You ......"...

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