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Yan Nai'er's gaze fell on Suo Lun's portrait, and she murmured, "Jerk, the world really is unfair. You're so fickle, of such poor character, so unambitious, and yet I love you so much. And other men, so handsome, so powerful, so outstanding, I don't like them at all."
Her delicate hand traced the face in the portrait, saying, "I don't hate you because that's the kind of bad person you are. The fool is me, and the one who killed my father is also me, it has nothing to do with you."
"I still love you, but I've grown up now, I'm not naive anymore. So, I will choose a good man, a man who treats me well, and marry myself off. Not for myself, but for my father, for the Silver Wolf Legion."
At this time, outside, the sky had already brightened, and the candlelight in the secret room suddenly went out.
