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... on her bed before barely falling asleep at three in the morning. When she heard the sound of the door opening from downstairs, she was startled awake, jumped out of bed, put on her clothes, and ran downstairs.
“It’s not even half past five.” Yan Wangchuan looked at her. In his hands were a steaming hot steamed bun and a cup of hot soy milk.
“Was my mom alright last night?”
After all, she wasn’t someone who could sleep peacefully when her mother was hospitaliz ...
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