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... ere was a bitterness and helplessness that no one knew about. She could understand, but she could not say anything.
“Let’s go, Mr. Feng. I’m done resting.”
When they were done resting, Qiao Ruoxi was about to leave. Feng Yunan accompanied her downstairs.
“My sister has a bad temper,” Feng Yunan reminded. “She’s been spoiled since she was a child, so we should avoid direct conflicts with her.”
Qiao Ruoxi had already seen that Ling Xuan was not the kind of woman who ...
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