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... t-nurse. Many thanks for defending my mother’s name.”
“We finally meet.” Wet-nurse Chen replied, grasping Feng Zhiwei’s hand and checking her over, her indifferent facade falling away. After looking her over from head to toe and even examining her drawn eyebrows, the wet-nurse finally nodded and spoke again: “How are you and your mother doing?”
Feng Zhiwei wondered at this wet-nurse friend of her mother — why did the woman seem to care more about her than her friend? Feng Zhiwei a ...
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