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Meng Qiong shut the door, and the child, hearing the sound, turned his head. He was stunned for a moment before hurriedly withdrawing his hand.,Meng Qiong's hand holding the photograph suddenly clenched, her last sliver of hope fading: "Why won't you answer the phone",I didn't want to say anything more to him, just about to turn and leave, when the man's hand clamped down on the back of my head, pushing me onto the sofa.。