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... the Medical Clinic was doing much better business, thanks to the clinic’s presence.
In a private room on the second floor, Song Lianhe poured herself some tea. "What does Prince Ling want with me?"
Across from her, Zhou Junlin wore a white shirt under a teal-colored outer robe. Though he had a handsome, gentle, and easygoing face, it turned cold whenever he looked at her.
The old Song Lianhe would have shed secret tears over this, but the woman she was now couldn’t care l ...
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