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Cheng Anya woke up feeling dizzy. The night had not passed and there was a bright moon hanging in the sky. Cheng Anya lost her focus for a while and was slightly confused, not knowing what day it was.

She must be dreaming!

She must be dreaming and had not gone out nor seen that ray of light from the top of the building. She also did not see the helicopter and how it fell into the sea. It was all a dream, just a scary dream.

Cheng Anya, don't be afraid, it was no big deal.

She started to be in self-denial and her heart was aching. There was still sand in her nails, as if cruelly telling her that it was not a dream and that it had really happened. There was really a helicopter that was shot down and fell into the sea. She seemed to have heard people cheering victoriously and someone saying that Third Young Master Ye had finally died.

"Ah Chen…" No way… How could he die? She had not died yet. How did he dare to die?