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e, she would be terrified, deeply afraid something might happen to her child. Especially after Hai Lan's death, when she was kidnapped again, for three days and two nights, she couldn't close her eyes...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go." Wenwen had already imagined the scene of her arriving in Rome by phone call, and it would be on the fastest flight. 。 The warm dog legs hugged her, "Good, good, come here quickly, I miss you too, c...