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That night, she went back to have a long and long dream. In her dreams, she cried. The pain and struggle in Ling Feng's heart, as well as the pity in her heart as she looked at her son.

She hated Mo Chenyuan, and she also hated her uselessness. Weak and incompetent.

Ling Bing stared at her from beside her bed. He didn't know if it was the right choice for her to remember