"You don't need to thank me; I'm not doing this for you," Jiang Tang said, her gaze resting on the two children, who were as thin as monkeys.
She was an adult capable of solving her own problems; Jiang Tang felt no pity for her. Her pity was reserved for these two poor children.
The woman’s tears continued to stream down her face as the two children hovered by her side, trying to comfort her.
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