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... ticed Li Hanchen having a penchant for white plum blossoms before.

Auntie Lin noticed the anger on Mu Sheng’s face and worried she might have said the wrong thing. “My bad.”

“It’s fine.” Despite Mu Sheng’s anger, Li Hanchen was genuinely good to her, so she could not leave him in the lurch. “Let me go check on him.”

“Okay.” Auntie Lin hurriedly nodded.

Li Hanchen lay in bed in the bedroom. He kept trembling nonstop and felt as though he was being stabbed by countl ...

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