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Late at night, the cold wind blew without restraint outside the window.

Ning Qing sat on the brick bed, playing with the doll in his hands, and stared blankly at her husband who was bitterly reading the manual. Her almond-shaped eyes were filled with confusion, puzzlement, and even more disbelief ?

Han Jiandong was reborn! Telling her that Lu Qingyao could only live for three more years