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Nán Wǎnyān's memories fused with the pain, intensifying it to unbearable levels. Just as her consciousness was fading, she heard a man sneer and say his final words: —,Air was forced back into Nan Wan'yan's nostrils. She gasped, struggling to breathe, after vomiting a large pool of blood onto the floor beside the bathtub where she lay half propped up.,What kind of fetish does this original owner have, to love a domestic abuser so much!。