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Late at night, at twenty past ten, Qiao Ruoxin felt not the slightest hint of sleepiness. Having taken a shower, she wandered around the room wearing her bathrobe.
Her mind was like a tangled mess, impossible to straighten or clear.
She walked onto the balcony, leaning on the railing, and gazed up at the night sky full of stars, sighing, "This is so hard..."
She didn’t want to ruin the ’mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship’ with Mrs. Mo, nor did she want to ...
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