Nan Wan looked at her phone, and the time showed that it was 11:23 p.m., shouldn't He Huaiyan stay in the mansion at this time?

How did she run from the city to her small homestay in this township?

If she had a bad heart, she would have fainted.

The oil lamp hanging from the wooden beams of the corridor was not bright, and the man's cold gaze seized her, and she stood there like a god who was high up in the grip of a fight.

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Chapter 32 Don't do this to me I'm hitting my hand, please wait a moment,

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