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Jiang Yining went to Luo Yajing's ward first. As soon as she entered, she saw Jing Zhenghao busy packing their things. Luo Yajing, sitting on the sofa, greeted her with a smile. "Yining, you're here?" Her temperament had always been gentle, but now it carried the softness and quiet grace of an expectant mother. Jing Zhenghao paused to exchange a few words with Jiang Yining