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"It's okay, Younger Uncle."
The moment she saw the man, all her forced courage and fearlessness dissipated, leaving only a profound sense of weakness and grievance.
Yan Xiaye lowered her eyes and offered a faint smile, as if speaking to him, yet also as if murmuring to herself, "I'm fine."
Li Yuntang's brow furrowed deeper, even though he hadn't intended to, he still left her alone in this place for nearly an hour.
She was blaming him, he could understand that rationally, but emotionally, he couldn't accept it.
Approaching her, the man took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders, his ink-colored pupils shrouded with a haze as he maintained a calm tone, as though not wanting to startle her, "Xiaye, how did you end up here?"
Yan Xiaye didn't answer his question, and she didn't even turn to look at him, "How is Miss Bai?"