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... sleep, waiting for him for seven or eight hours? Whose lady was sick with longing? Lin Wanrong was puzzled. Suddenly, a feeble voice rang in his ears, "Sir... sir... you're finally back."
Lin Wanrong looked up and saw a woman with skin as smooth as cream staring blankly at him. Her face was pale, and she suddenly collapsed into a soft heap.
Qiaoqiao's reflexes were quick, and she promptly supported her, calling out anxiously, "Miss Seo, Miss Seo, what happened to you?"
Li ...
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