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... overed in sweat and she looked panic-stricken.
Sitting down on the bed, Feng Wu patted her gently on the shoulder. “Qiuling, wake up.”
“Miss Wu!” Qiuling cried out and bolted up from the bed, her eyes still closed.
“Bad dream?” Feng Wu asked guiltily.
Qiuling opened her eyes at Feng Wu’s voice and was shocked when she saw the latter. She sat there in a trance-like state!
“Am I still dreaming? It seems like I saw my mistress come back…” ...
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