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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,Along the way, Lin Wan was still thinking, perhaps she misunderstood. Maybe this child is someone else's from that area What if those people weren't looking for this child at all,But when changing the child's clothes, Lin Wan saw bruises of blue and purple on his skin, clear signs of abuse. Lin Wan thought, even if it was just a possibility, she had to take the child out. Perhaps one action could change the child's tragic fate.。