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Seeing that Yu Huang had taken the initiative to fall into Jing Jiaren's arms before she lost consciousness, Zhan Wuya suddenly chuckled.

Jing Jiaren raised her head and looked at Zhan Wuya silently, as if she didn't understand what he was laughing about.

Zhan Wuya smiled. "Yu Huang's relationship with Sheng Xiao is really enviable."

Jing Jiaren finally understood what Zhan Wuya meant.

She lowered her head and looked at Yu Huang, who was lying in her arms. For a moment, her heart suddenly softened.

How strange.

She rarely felt pity for anyone, let alone a girl.

Jing Jiaren carried Yu Huang up and said to Zhan Wuya, "I'll send her back to rest. I won't go into seclusion anymore."

"Okay."