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... h Madam syndrome."
Everyone seemed to look like...
She cleared her throat, lowered her gaze to avoid Lu Zai’s eyes, and stepped inside.
As soon as she saw the furnishings inside, Lin Nianhe’s confusion temporarily moved aside.
This... this... this room...
The living room was the same as when she first came, as if even the creases in the cushions had not changed; the dining room, however, had undergone significant changes—the solid wood dining table was cov ...
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