Ignoring everyone's surprised looks, Yan Yiling walked slowly from the gate of the courtyard.
Her expression was surprisingly calm, not like someone who had just set a fire or killed someone.
"you---!"
Seeing Guixiang rushing towards him, Yan Yiling did not dodge, but stood still and said softly: "Don't be angry first."
"Your father wasn't in that fire."
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