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She had twisted her ankle, and it was already swollen—there was no chance of running away.

Should any violation occur, she felt she truly wouldn't be able to go on living. In her panicked state, she grabbed her suitcase, ready to use it as a weapon at any moment.

However, the voice of the approaching person

gave Fang Zhiya a sense of surprised relief as if the clouds had parted to reveal the sun.

"Aunt Fang, what are you doing here?"

"I was just passing by and saw someone here, so I thought I'd ask if you needed any help."

Fang Zhiya had never expected to encounter Li Zhiyan, this child, in this forsaken place where cries for help went unanswered.

"Today my house was taken away by the court, and I haven't had a chance to look for another one yet."

"And I accidentally twisted my ankle when I left…"

As she spoke, a wave of self-pity surged in Fang Zhiya's heart, and her eyes moistened once again.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Yan, to let you see your aunt like this, so wretched."