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... ying on the hospital bed, with mixed feelings.
Fortunately, she had asked her assistant to wait downstairs and stop the media reporters who might appear.
If people saw Jiang Zhihan here, who knew how much trouble that would cause!
Jiang Zhihan strode to the bed and skillfully took the empty bowl from Song Qingyou’s table.
“I’ll go throw the trash. You guys chat.”
It was a very normal sentence, but to Zhong Jiayin, it sounded like the words and actions of a ...
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