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... the night, Old Lady Feng hugged a quilt and tiptoed into the living room, finding her son curled up on the small sofa. Being a mother, she felt restless and couldn’t sleep properly in her room.
Despite the heating in the house, it being an old property, some wind still seeped in at night. Just as Old Lady Feng was about to add another blanket to her son, she noticed he was already covered with one that had a faint scent of perfume.
Old Lady Feng glanced at the rooms where Zhuo Fe ...
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