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... still filled with fear.
Ye Muyu did not say much. She believed that her elder daughter Ziluo’s fear would slowly improve if they spent more time together. This would take a long time and could not be rushed.
“Mother…” Chu Ziluo was a little frightened.
Ye Muyu’s gaze was gentle, and so was her tone. However, it was hard to guess what she was thinking. She looked at Chu Jin and said, “Lil’ Jin, isn’t it time to practice writing?”
“Mother, I don’t want to practice writi ...
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