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... Yang Yuelan’s request.


It was already the 24th today and the international racing competition was taking place tomorrow. Also, her babies would be coming out of the nutrient solution container.


Even though Mrs. Lu did not like Yang Yuelan, she sighed and said, “She was a nice girl at the beginning and genuinely loved Zhiheng. Sadly, she encountered a terrible mother-in-law like Chu Qinglian. If Chu Qinglian did not keep forcing her, I’m sure she would never have done thi ...

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