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"...That's just how it is." The speaker was a child with shiny, jet-black hair that fell straight down. Her willow-shaped eyebrows framed bright almond eyes that sparkled as she looked at people. The slight curl of her thick eyelashes when she looked at someone seemed to have a natural touch of amusement.,Lin Wan sent the child to the police station to report, possibly because Lin Wan saved the child. The child was very attached to Lin Wan. When Lin Wan wanted to leave the child at the police station, the child looked at Lin Wan with pitiful eyes, like a stray dog that had been abandoned.,Lin Wan's head was glaring with anger, her eyes blazing like steel. How could Lin Wan, a helpless young woman, dare to snatch the child right under the noses of the human traffickers。