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nThe boy leaned on his mother’s shoulder and rubbed his face against it. Then, he closed his eyes and kept quiet.

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nYan Nuo looked at An Jiuyue and Qian Yirong, then Qian Jiyun. He raised his hand and touched his nose.

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nHe knew he was wrong. He would never listen to Qian Yiyun and allow her to bring the two boys to play hide-and-seek again.

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nHowever, it was clear An Jiuyue no longer trusted him. Carrying her own son was safer than handing him to someone else.

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n“An Jiuyue, return him to me!”

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nWang Xing’er regained her composure and glared fiercely at An Jiuyue, almost drilling a hole through her.

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nI caught him, so he should stay with me. How can An Jiuyue have him?

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n“I’m going to kill that little thing and make you— Ah!”

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nNot wanting to hear any more of Wang Xing’er’s filthy words, An Jiuyue shot her other elbow. The wounds on her arms were now symmetrical.

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nAn Jiuyue’s gun was equipped with a silencer, so it would not make too much noise.

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n“I was really too kind!”

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nIf she had killed this woman that day, Rong’er would not have been frightened today.

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nHowever, there were too many people that day, and it was inappropriate to attack her then.

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nYet, not only did Wang Xing’er not stay in the straw shed after contracting the disease, but she also wanted to harm more people! She did not expect this woman to be so crazy.

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nShe looked at Wang Xing’er’s legs and pointed the gun at her left foot.

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nDoesn’t Wang Xing like cutting people into pieces? I may not have that hobby, but I can torture people slowly too.

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nQian Jiyun held her wrist and said softly, “Jiuyue, bring Rong’er back first. Leave this to me.”

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nHe felt he should be the one to do the killing. There was no need for his wife to do it.

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n“No need.” An Jiuyue shook her head coldly and shook off his hand.

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nShe realized she could not trust anyone but herself. Otherwise, something bad might really happen one day! She did not want to do something like this to happen again.

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n“I can handle it myself.”

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nShe shot Wang Xing’er fatally as she spoke. There was no need to keep a person like her until the new year.

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nTurning around, she looked at Yan Nuo and asked, “Burn this corpse, will you?”

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n“Uh…” Yan Nuo was stunned.

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nI know my mistake. Does she have to be so sarcastic?

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n“I know I was wrong, Master. Next time, I won’t—”

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n“There won’t be a next time.” An Jiuyue did not give him a chance to continue. She turned around and left.

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nNext time? Why would I put Zheng’er and Rong’er in Qian Yiyun and Yan Nuo’s care again? I’ll bring them with me wherever I go from now on.

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nI have a microcosmic space. Will bringing a few children along be difficult for me?

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nShe put the gun back into her space and left with Qian Yirong. She did not want to stay here any longer.

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n“Master…” Yan Nuo looked at Qian Jiyun.

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n“Clean up this place,” Qian Jiyun said simply and followed An Jiuyue.

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n…

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nQian Yizheng leaned against the window and looked out of the treehouse.

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nHis eyes lit up when he saw his mother carrying his brother home. He got off the stool swiftly and went to the stairs, waiting for his mother to bring his brother upstairs.

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nQian Yiyun saw them too. She stood behind Qian Yizheng and waited for them.

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