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... suddenly reminded.
Su Yijia hastily composed her expression, gazing with clear yet puzzled eyes towards Qin Kaize.
"Investigate! I don’t believe him," Qin Kaize’s dark, brooding eyes were full of distrust and coldness. Although he was only three years old when his mother died, he still vaguely remembered how tender she was, how much she loved him. Even when feeling unwell, she’d hum soft lullabies each night, soothing him to sleep.
Observing Kaize’s demeanor, the turmoil ...
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