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... of living and dying apart, wanting to give up as resolutely as she had initially was utterly impossible now. This was no longer solely her problem.

How much had Rong Zhi sacrificed for her? She had indirectly learned from Guan Canghai. If she were to leave, would it not be too unfair to him? She could hardly imagine Rong Zhi, so proudly aloof and ruthlessly indifferent... How could she possibly leave?

Compared to Rong Zhi’s calm composure, Chu Yu herself was restless, practicall ...

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