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Gu Jinzhu was stunned. This Mrs. Jiang could be considered a bachelor, so she might as well be a turtle hiding in the yard. But how could she hide in the yard for the rest of her life?

Because Gu Yurong had rested here that night, Gu Jinzhu had no choice but to rest on the bed next door for the night.

The weather had gradually turned cold. As the Green Bamboo Garden faced the lake