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cated that he must be someone very powerful. So this time, he... had kicked an iron plate! Thinking of this, the young policeman broke out in a cold sweat, his gloomy face turning as pale as paper.The...asn't that he wouldn't go to her, it was just that he couldn't avoid her!His silence again made her cry even harder!"How could you… be… so cruel!" How could you not spare her!She cried, complaining,...