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Song Yuqing waved her hand nonchalantly, "If I don't come to see you myself, how can I be at ease?"

Only she knew how nervous she was.

An Xia didn't know what to feel after hearing this. She was clearly good to him, yet she still wanted to kill her child.

She didn't know how to face such a mother.

Song Yuqing walked to the window and put down the soup in her hand