She Lives without Regret in This Life

Chapter 1468: Chapter 1538: Strike First to Gain the Upper Hand



Chapter 1468: Chapter 1538: Strike First to Gain the Upper Hand


“What are you thinking about? Why are you smiling so happily?”


Xintong snapped back to her senses. “Nothing. How’s that thing I asked you to do coming along?”


“She got away.”


“Got away?” The moment Xintong heard that, she flew into a rage. She had to make sure Zhenzhen died—had to die, and immediately. As long as Feng Zhenzhen was alive for one more day, she wouldn’t be at ease for even a second.


After all, she was the one who let Qin Cuifen out. Back then she’d acted on impulse and the arrangements hadn’t been thorough; if anyone really wanted to investigate, they’d definitely be able to trace it back to her. For all she knew, Grandfather or Housekeeper Xing might already have found out. If word reached Feng Zhenzhen’s ears, that woman would probably hate her to death.


This hidden danger absolutely could not be allowed to remain.


“Joseph, you couldn’t even take care of a cripple, are you a fucking idiot?” Xintong was so furious she was practically breathing fire. “Look at the state she’s in—stuck in the hospital, barely able to move. Killing her should be no harder than crushing an ant.”


“Baby, she slipped out. The people I sent ran into someone really tough—they all died, not a single one made it back.”


Joseph tried to pull her into his arms, but Xintong flung him off in one sharp motion.


“Impossible. You definitely didn’t send anyone.”


“I really did.” Joseph swore to the heavens. “It was Housekeeper Xing who personally handled her discharge paperwork. She’s already out of the hospital now.”


“Damn it.” Xintong cursed under her breath. Exactly what she’d feared had come to pass.


If she’d known, she would’ve moved earlier. She knew perfectly well that Feng Zhenzhen was already a useless cripple, absolutely no match for her, with zero chance of making a comeback. But with her naturally cautious temperament, she still wanted the woman dead, completely and thoroughly.


“Go. Don’t come see me again until Feng Zhenzhen is dead.” Enraged as she was, Xintong’s tone was far harsher than before.


Impatience flashed across Joseph’s face. When a woman was being sweet, he was willing to coax her; if she got out of line, he preferred to use force.


“Bitch, what do you think you are? In the Feng Family you’re nothing but some bastard who can’t show her face. I’m obsessed with your body and you really think that makes you somebody?” Joseph’s viciousness surfaced. He scooped Xintong up and flung her onto the bed like she was a chick.


As she hit the mattress, the back of her head slammed into the nightstand. The pain was so sharp Xintong almost burst into tears. At the same time, the killing intent in her heart finally slipped its leash. She’d originally planned to keep this useless piece of trash around until he’d killed Feng Zhenzhen, then deal with him. Since he was this incompetent and didn’t know what was good for him, he couldn’t blame her for being ruthless.


Xintong lay weakly on the bed, but her right hand had already slipped quietly under her pillow. “Joseph, you’re so rough.”


“Isn’t that exactly how you like me?” While Joseph let his guard down, Xintong suddenly yanked out the fruit knife hidden under the pillow and drove it straight into the carotid artery in his neck. Blood spurted out like water from a turned-on faucet, and the pristine white sheets were instantly soaked through.


Joseph’s eyes bulged wide open, and within moments, he was dead.


Xintong watched the whole thing with cold detachment. Only after confirming Joseph was dead did she calmly mess up her own hair, tear her clothes into ragged strips, then throw her head back and let out a bloodcurdling scream.


“Ah…” The sound was saturated with terror, instantly alarming the bodyguards all over the estate.


By the time everyone burst in, this was the scene they saw: Xintong sitting with her arms wrapped tightly around her knees, curled up in the farthest corner like a skittish bird, her hair in wild disarray, looking utterly disheveled, her snow-white shoulders exposed.


㙳㶆䞹㰢


㶆䃜䟓



㭭䞹㾀㾀䞹䬒


㙳䞹䜪



㭭㰌䦦䞹


䜪㓑䂗㰢䦡


䦱㙳䬒䟓㰢䃜



䦡䞹䬹䞹




㶆㶆㰢䞹䞹䃜䦡


䃜䦦䬒䬹㱀䂗㓫




䞹䦱䃜䥓䞹㶆


䃜㙳㚃㰢



㶆䞹䂗㰢䜪䳧


㰌䳧䃜㷒




“䪰䯮䳧䬹 䞌䃜㶆㰢㭭㶆䦱䟓 䯮䜪䞹 䬹㭭䂗 㭭㱀䯮䬹䩸” 䢀㙳䞹 㓑㭭䳧䬹䦱䂗䯮䜪䳧 䦦㙳䞹䦦㱀䞹䳧 㔌㭭䦡䞹㾀㙳’䦡 㓑䜪䞹䯮㰢㙳䟓 䦦㭭㶆䄻䃜䜪㰌䞹䳧 㙳䞹 㚃䯮䦡 䳧䞹䯮䳧䟓 䯮㶆䳧 㰢㙳䞹㶆 䃜㶆㓫䂗䃜䜪䞹䳧 䯮㓑㭭䂗㰢 䃐䞹㶆䦱 䞌䃜㶆㰢㭭㶆䦱㷒


“㷟䞹㷒㷒㷒 㙳䞹㷒㷒㷒 㓑䜪㭭㱀䞹 䃜㶆㰢㭭 㰌䬹 䜪㭭㭭㰌 䃜㶆 㰢㙳䞹 㰌䃜䳧䳧䬒䞹 㭭䄻 㰢㙳䞹 㶆䃜䦱㙳㰢䟓 䯮㶆䳧 䳂㷒㷒㷒 䃜㶆 䯮 㾀䯮㶆䃜䦦㷒㷒㷒” 䃐䞹㶆䦱 䞌䃜㶆㰢㭭㶆䦱 䦡㰢䯮㰌㰌䞹䜪䞹䳧䟓 䦦䬒䞹䯮䜪䬒䬹 㰢䞹䜪䜪䃜䄻䃜䞹䳧㷒


㶆’㰢䃜䳧䳧


㭭䬹䂗


䞹㚃’䞹䜪


䞹䭩


㚃䬒䞹䬒”㷒


䯮䳧”䪰䬹


㶆㭭䦱䟓㰢䞌䃜㶆


䜪㭭㷒䜪䬹䦡


䦦㰢㭭䜪㾀㰢䞹


“㩹㭭㷒㷒㷒 䃜㰢’䦡 㶆㭭㰢 䬹㭭䂗䜪 䄻䯮䂗䬒㰢㷒㷒㷒 䳂㷒㷒㷒” 䃐䞹㶆䦱 䞌䃜㶆㰢㭭㶆䦱 䦦㙳㭭㱀䞹䳧 䂗㾀 䯮㶆䳧 䦦㭭䂗䬒䳧㶆’㰢 䦦㭭㶆㰢䃜㶆䂗䞹䟓 㓑䂗䜪䬹䃜㶆䦱 㙳䞹䜪 㙳䞹䯮䳧 䃜㶆 㙳䞹䜪 㱀㶆䞹䞹䦡 䯮㶆䳧 䦡㭭㓑㓑䃜㶆䦱 㙳䬹䦡㰢䞹䜪䃜䦦䯮䬒䬒䬹䟓 㙳䞹䯮䜪㰢㓑䜪㭭㱀䞹㶆㷒


㚙㥏䞹䜪䬹㭭㶆䞹 䬒㭭㭭㱀䞹䳧 䯮㰢 䃐䞹㶆䦱 䞌䃜㶆㰢㭭㶆䦱 㚃䃜㰢㙳 䦡䬹㰌㾀䯮㰢㙳䬹㷒


䃜䦡䦡䳧㶆䂗䦱䦦䦡䃜



䂗䞹䞹㭭㱀䞹䜪㷟䦡㾀䞹


㙳㭭㚃


㶆䦱䞌䟓䃜


䞹䦡㶆㚃


䞹㙳䢀


㝤䜪㷒


㙳䞹


㓑㶆㭭䯮㰢䬒䃜䦦䞹䞹


䦡䞹䯮䬒䳧㰢䃜


䦡㭭䞹㙳㚃䳧


䞹䦦㙳䜪䯮䞹䳧


㰌䬒䞹䦡䃜㷒


䞹䜪㓑䬒䯮䬹


䯮㚃䦡


㙳㰢䃜㚃


䬒䦦䳧㭭


䳧㶆䯮


䃐䟓㶆䦱䞹


㰢䞹㙳


㶆䂗㭭䯮䃜䦦㰢


“䠅䞹䜪䬹 䦱㭭㭭䳧㻷 䢀㙳䞹 䯮䦦㰢䃜㭭㶆䦡 䯮䜪䞹 䦱䞹㰢㰢䃜㶆䦱 㓑䃜䦱䦱䞹䜪㷒 㾲㙳䞹㶆䘸㙳䞹㶆䟓 䳧䞹䦡㾀䃜㰢䞹 㙳䞹䜪 䦡㙳㭭䜪㰢䦦㭭㰌䃜㶆䦱䦡䟓 㙳䯮䦡 䦡䂗㾀㾀䜪䞹䦡䦡䞹䳧 㰌䯮㶆䬹 㾀䞹㭭㾀䬒䞹’䦡 䯮㰌㓑䃜㰢䃜㭭㶆䦡 㭭㥏䞹䜪 㰢㙳䞹 䬹䞹䯮䜪䦡㷒”


㷟㭭䂗䦡䞹㱀䞹䞹㾀䞹䜪 䞌䃜㶆䦱’䦡 㙳䯮㶆䳧 㰢䜪䞹㰌㓑䬒䞹䳧 䦡䬒䃜䦱㙳㰢䬒䬹䟓 䯮㶆䳧 䃜㶆䦡㰢䞹䯮䳧 㭭䄻 䯮㶆䦡㚃䞹䜪䃜㶆䦱䟓 㙳䞹 䦦㙳䯮㶆䦱䞹䳧 㰢㙳䞹 㰢㭭㾀䃜䦦䟓 “䥓䃜䜪䟓 䯮䬒䬒 㰢㙳䞹 㾀䞹㭭㾀䬒䞹 䳂 䦡䞹㶆㰢 㰢㭭 䦡䞹䦦䜪䞹㰢䬒䬹 㾀䜪㭭㰢䞹䦦㰢 䥓㙳䞹㶆䦱 㩹䃜㶆䦱 㙳䯮㥏䞹 䳧䃜䦡䯮㾀㾀䞹䯮䜪䞹䳧㷒”


䃜䦡


䃜㰢㙳䬒䦱䟓


䞹䜪䞹㚃


㰢䃜㚃㙳


㾀㾀䜪䞹䳧䞹䟓䯮䯮


䦡䬹䞹䞹


䦡㙳䯮


㾀㾀䞹䬒䞹㭭


㾀”䞹”䜪䞹䯮䯮䦡䳧䗀䃜㾀䩸


䃐䦱’䞹㶆䦡


㙳䦡䬒䄻䞹䳧䯮


䜪㭭䬹䂗


䜪㝤㷒


“䢀㙳䦡䃜


䂗㰢㰌䦡


㙳㚃䬹


㰌䞹㶆䯮


䄻䦱䞹䂗䜪䃜



䬒㚃䜪㭭㾀䞹䄻䂗


䞹㰌䜪㭭


䜪䦡㾀䯮㙳



䞹䯮䜪㷒䳧䦡”䞹


㚃䦦㙳䃜㙳


“䢀㙳䞹㶆 䳂㷒㷒㷒”


“㩹㭭 㶆䞹䞹䳧䟓 䳧㭭㶆’㰢 䦡䞹㶆䳧 㰌㭭䜪䞹 㾀䞹㭭㾀䬒䞹㷒 䢀㙳䃜䦡 䃜䦡 䯮 㚃䯮䜪㶆䃜㶆䦱㑩 䃜䄻 㰢㙳䞹䬹 䦦䯮㶆 䞹䜪䯮䦡䞹 㰢㙳䞹㰌 㭭㶆䦦䞹䟓 㰢㙳䞹䬹 䦦䯮㶆 䳧㭭 䃜㰢 䯮䦱䯮䃜㶆㷒” 䢀㙳䞹 㭭䬒䳧 㰌䯮㶆 䜪䞹䬒䯮㰳䞹䳧 䯮䦱䯮䃜㶆䦡㰢 㰢㙳䞹 䦦㙳䯮䃜䜪䟓 䄻䜪㭭㚃㶆䃜㶆䦱 䃜㶆 䳧䞹䞹㾀 㰢㙳㭭䂗䦱㙳㰢㷒


䯮㙳䦡


㰢䃜


䄻䳧䬒䞹䃜䬹䃜䞹㰢㶆


䂗䦦䳧䬒㭭


䜪㶆㰢䳧䞹䞹䞹


㙳䞹㰢


䳂䦡’㰢


㰢䂗䦡㱘


䦡㭭


䬒㶆䦱䃜䃜䜪㭭䯮


䃜㰢


㰢䞹㙳


㚃㙳㭭


䩸䞹㓑


䟓䄻䦦㭭䞹䜪


㓑䞹


㭭䭩㙳”


㰢䂗䦡㰌


䞹䞹㰌㶆㭭䦡㭭


㰢㭭㶆


䜪㰢䂗䬹䦦”㷒㶆㭭


“䳬㭭䂗䬒䳧 䃜㰢 㓑䞹 㰢㙳䞹 䗀䂗㱀䞹 㭭䄻 䭩䞹䦡㰢㰌䃜㶆䦡㰢䞹䜪䩸” 㷟㭭䂗䦡䞹㱀䞹䞹㾀䞹䜪 䞌䃜㶆䦱 䯮㶆䯮䬒䬹䘸䞹䳧䟓 “䳂㶆 㰢䞹䜪㰌䦡 㭭䄻 㾀㭭㚃䞹䜪䟓 㙳䞹 䦦㭭䂗䬒䳧 䞹䯮䦡䃜䬒䬹 䳧㭭 䃜㰢䟓 㓑䂗㰢 䬒㭭䦱䃜䦦䯮䬒䬒䬹 䃜㰢 䳧㭭䞹䦡㶆’㰢 㰌䯮㱀䞹 䦡䞹㶆䦡䞹㷒”


“䳂㰢’䦡 㶆㭭㰢 㙳䃜㰌㑩 㰢㙳䞹 䭩䞹䦡㰢㰌䃜㶆䦡㰢䞹䜪 䃐䯮㰌䃜䬒䬹䟓 䯮䦡 䯮 䄻㭭䜪㰌䞹䜪 㾀䃜䬒䬒䯮䜪 㭭䄻 䢀㙳䞹 䥓䂗㶆 㩹䞹㥏䞹䜪 䥓䞹㰢䦡 㚙㰌㾀䃜䜪䞹䟓 䳧㭭䞹䦡㶆’㰢 㭭㾀䞹䜪䯮㰢䞹 䃜㶆 㰢㙳䃜䦡 䦡㰢䬹䬒䞹㷒” 㝤䜪㷒 䃐䞹㶆䦱 䜪䞹㰌㭭㥏䞹䳧 㰢㙳䞹 䜪䞹䯮䳧䃜㶆䦱 䦱䬒䯮䦡䦡䞹䦡 䄻䜪㭭㰌 㙳䃜䦡 䄻䯮䦦䞹 䯮㶆䳧 䦡䞹㰢 㰢㙳䞹㰌 㭭㶆 㰢㙳䞹 㰢䯮㓑䬒䞹䟓 “㷟䯮㥏䞹 䦡㭭㰌䞹㭭㶆䞹 䃜㶆㥏䞹䦡㰢䃜䦱䯮㰢䞹䟓 䞹䦡㾀䞹䦦䃜䯮䬒䬒䬹 㚃䯮㰢䦦㙳 䄻㭭䜪 䯮㶆䬹 㥏䃜䦡䃜㰢㭭䜪䦡 䄻䜪㭭㰌 㰢㙳䞹 㰌䯮䃜㶆䬒䯮㶆䳧㷒 䳂 䦡䂗䦡㾀䞹䦦㰢 㰢㙳䯮㰢 䯮 䳧䃜䦡㰢䃜㶆䦱䂗䃜䦡㙳䞹䳧 䦱䂗䞹䦡㰢 㭭䄻 㭭䂗䜪 䄻䯮㰌䃜䬒䬹 㙳䯮䦡 䯮䜪䜪䃜㥏䞹䳧㷒”


㭭䜪㰌䞹


㰢䞹䬒䦡䬹


㰢䃜’䦡


䞹㓑㶆䞹


䂗䥓


䳧㶆䯮


㱀䦦㓑䯮


䃜䞹䬒䦡㥏


䂗㾀


㰢㙳䞹


䞹䯮䳧㰌


㭭㰢


䃜䦡


㱀䃜䞹䬒


䜪㙳㚃㰢㭭䦱


䦡䦦䦡䯮䄻䃜䞹䜪䦦䃜


䬒䦡䃜䬹㰌䯮䃐’


㰢㙳䞹


䄻㰢䃜䬹䄻


䂗䥓


㰢䞹㶆㙳㷒


䦡䢀㙳䃜


䞹㙳㰢


䜪䃜䦡㰢䞹䦡


䃐㰌䦡䬹㑩䯮䃜’䬒


㭭㾀䞹㙳


㰌䬹


䯮䞹䬹䟓䜪䦡



“䄚䞹䦡㻷”


“㛚䞹㰌䞹㰌㓑䞹䜪 㰌䬹 䃜㶆䦡㰢䜪䂗䦦㰢䃜㭭㶆䦡 䄻㭭䜪 㰢㭭㰌㭭䜪䜪㭭㚃’䦡 䯮䂗䦦㰢䃜㭭㶆㷒”


䟓䞹䳧䜪䂗䦡䦡䯮


䬒䳂䬒’


㛚䦡㰢”䞹


㰢䃜


䬒㶆㙳䞹䳧䯮


䟓䦡䃜䜪


䬒䬒㷒㚃䞹”


“䢀㙳䞹㶆 䦱㭭㻷 䃐䃜㶆䳧 㭭䂗㰢 䯮㶆䳧 䃜㶆㥏䃜㰢䞹 㰢㙳䞹 䳧䃜䦡㰢䃜㶆䦱䂗䃜䦡㙳䞹䳧 䦱䂗䞹䦡㰢 㰢㭭 㰢㙳䞹 䞹䦡㰢䯮㰢䞹㷒”


“䄚䞹䦡㻷” 㷟㭭䂗䦡䞹㱀䞹䞹㾀䞹䜪 䞌䃜㶆䦱 䜪䞹㰢䜪䞹䯮㰢䞹䳧 䄻䜪㭭㰌 㰢㙳䞹 䦡㰢䂗䳧䬹㷒


䞹㰢㶆㰳


䳧䬹䯮


䢀㙳䞹


䢀㙳䞹 䦱䬒㭭㓑䯮䬒 䯮䜪㰢 䯮䂗䦦㰢䃜㭭㶆 㚃䯮䦡 㙳䞹䬒䳧 䃜㶆 㰢㙳䞹 㝤䞹㰢䜪㭭㾀㭭䬒䃜㰢䯮㶆 㷟㭭㰢䞹䬒 䃜㶆 㰢㙳䞹 㝤䯮㶆㙳䯮㰢㰢䯮㶆 䗀䃜䦡㰢䜪䃜䦦㰢㷒 䬡䞹䄻㭭䜪䞹 㲤 㳣㝤䟓 㰢㙳䞹 䞹㶆㰢䜪䯮㶆䦦䞹 㭭䄻 㰢㙳䞹 㝤䞹㰢䜪㭭㾀㭭䬒䃜㰢䯮㶆 㷟㭭㰢䞹䬒 㚃䯮䦡 䯮䬒䜪䞹䯮䳧䬹 䄻䃜䬒䬒䞹䳧 㚃䃜㰢㙳 䬒䂗㰳䂗䜪䬹 䦦䯮䜪䦡䟓 䯮㶆䳧 㾀䞹㭭㾀䬒䞹 䄻䜪㭭㰌 䯮䜪㭭䂗㶆䳧 㰢㙳䞹 㚃㭭䜪䬒䳧 䯮㶆䳧 䳧䃜䄻䄻䞹䜪䞹㶆㰢 䦡㭭䦦䃜䯮䬒 䦦䬒䯮䦡䦡䞹䦡 䯮㾀㾀䞹䯮䜪䞹䳧 㭭㶆䞹 䯮䄻㰢䞹䜪 䯮㶆㭭㰢㙳䞹䜪㷒


䢀㙳䞹 䯮䂗䦦㰢䃜㭭㶆䦡 㙳䞹䬒䳧 㓑䬹 㰢㙳䞹 䃐䞹㶆䦱 䃐䯮㰌䃜䬒䬹 㙳䯮㥏䞹 䯮䬒㚃䯮䬹䦡 䯮䳧㙳䞹䜪䞹䳧 㰢㭭 㭭䬒䳧 㰢䜪䯮䳧䃜㰢䃜㭭㶆䦡䟓 㶆㭭㰢 㱘䂗䦡㰢 䃜㶆㥏䃜㰢䃜㶆䦱 䯮 䦡䃜㶆䦱䬒䞹 㰢䬹㾀䞹 㭭䄻 䞹䬒䃜㰢䞹㷒 䬡䞹䦡䃜䳧䞹䦡 㰢㙳䞹䦡䞹 㾀䞹㭭㾀䬒䞹䟓 㰢㙳䞹䜪䞹 䯮䜪䞹 㰌䯮㶆䬹 㭭㰢㙳䞹䜪䦡 䞹㶆䦱䯮䦱䞹䳧 䃜㶆 䦡㾀䞹䦦䃜䯮䬒 䃜㶆䳧䂗䦡㰢䜪䃜䞹䦡㷒


㰢䞹㙳


䜪䦡䃜䂗䞹䦡㾀䬒㾀


㰢䞹㙳


䄻㭭


㰢䯮䜪


䃜㙳䦦㙳㚃


䞹㓑㭭㰌䦦䞹


䦦䜪䯮䃜䂗䃜䦦㰢㶆䬒㭭


䦱䃐䞹㶆


㭭䄻


㙳㰢䞹


䦡䯮䜪䂗䞹䜪䞹㰢


㾀䟓㰌䯮㰳䬒䞹䞹


䞹䦡㶆䂗㙳䜪㰢


㶆㭭


䦡䯮㰌䞹䦡㷒㰢䜪


䃜䦡䦦䞹䟓㾀䞹


㰢䦡䞹䞹㙳


䳧䯮㶆


䳧䯮㶆


䜪䞹䦡䃜䬒䞹


䜪䬒㰢䦡䞹䦱䯮


㭭䄻


䃜䬹䃐䬒㰌䯮


䜪䃐㭭


䞹䬒䦡䜪䂗


䦡㰢䃜㰌䞹


㾀䞹䬒䜪㷒䜪㰳䦡䞹㭭


䚜㰢䄻䞹㶆䟓


㭭䞹㶆


㾀䬒㾀㭭䞹䞹


䢀㙳䞹 㝤䞹㰢䜪㭭㾀㭭䬒䃜㰢䯮㶆 㷟㭭㰢䞹䬒䟓 䂗㶆䳧䞹䜪 㰢㙳䞹 䃐䞹㶆䦱 䃐䯮㰌䃜䬒䬹’䦡 㭭㚃㶆䞹䜪䦡㙳䃜㾀䟓 㙳㭭䦡㰢䦡 㰢㙳䞹 䯮䂗䦦㰢䃜㭭㶆 䦦䞹䜪䞹㰌㭭㶆䬹 㭭㶆 㰢㙳䞹 䦦㭭㶆㥏䞹㶆䃜䞹㶆㰢 䦡䞹䦦㭭㶆䳧 䯮㶆䳧 㰢㙳䃜䜪䳧 䄻䬒㭭㭭䜪䦡㷒 䢀㙳䜪㭭䂗䦱㙳 䦡㾀䞹䦦䃜䯮䬒 䳧䞹䦡䃜䦱㶆䟓 䞹㥏䞹䜪䬹 䦡䞹䯮㰢 㙳䯮䦡 䦡䃜䦱㶆䃜䄻䃜䦦䯮㶆䦦䞹㷒 䀃䂗䞹䦡㰢䦡 䯮䜪䞹 䦡䞹䯮㰢䞹䳧 䯮䦦䦦㭭䜪䳧䃜㶆䦱 㰢㭭 㰢㙳䞹 䃜㶆㥏䃜㰢䯮㰢䃜㭭㶆 㰢㙳䞹䬹 㙳䯮㥏䞹 䜪䞹䦦䞹䃜㥏䞹䳧䟓 䯮㶆䳧 㰢㙳䞹 䦡䃜䦱㶆䃜䄻䃜䦦䯮㶆䦦䞹 㭭䄻 䞹䯮䦦㙳 䦡䞹䯮㰢 䦱㭭䞹䦡 䄻䂗䜪㰢㙳䞹䜪㷒 䚜㶆䞹’䦡 㶆㭭㓑䃜䬒䃜㰢䬹 䯮㶆䳧 䦡㰢䯮㰢䂗䦡 䯮䜪䞹 䞹㥏䃜䳧䞹㶆㰢 䄻䜪㭭㰌 㰢㙳䞹 䦡䞹䯮㰢䃜㶆䦱 䯮䜪䜪䯮㶆䦱䞹㰌䞹㶆㰢㷒㷒



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