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Chapter One Thousand Two Hundred Six(2/2)

Liu Siyue smiled and said, "That's right."

But she didn't want to die, especially after knowing that she had died once, she wanted to live.

After all, who knows whether it will be Liu Siyue or another woman who will be resurrected next time?

"Find some time in the next few days to take Zhao Xiaoya to Dachang City. Don't stay here anymore. It's no longer safe outside and needs to be moved." Yang Jian said.

"I understand, then I will take Zhao Xiaoya out of here by plane tonight." Liu Siyue nodded immediately.

Facing this new home that she had packed up, she gave up without hesitation.

"very good."

Yang Jiandao: "If you can always take good care of Zhao Xiaoya, I will keep you alive. This will be no different to real resurrection for you."

"I understand, I will try my best." Liu Siyue said.

Yang Jian said no more. After arranging this small matter, he stood up and left again.

Liu Siyue wanted to keep him and treat him to a meal, but was rejected.
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