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On the rug, a little boy about two and a half years old sat quietly, building a block house. After placing a few blocks, he would glance at Lin Wan.,Lin Wan softly said, "But the baby was holding onto me, and those terrified eyes made my heart ache. I couldn't bear to leave the child at the police station...","Silly girl, don't be so naive in the future. A child should only do such things when they have the ability to protect themselves." He Minmin was a tall girl, standing half a head taller than Lin Wan in front of her.。