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Yeh Yiming held her close, striding purposefully into the house. He instructed Mrs. Zheng, who stood nearby in a daze, "Mrs. Zheng, stop daydreaming. Go fetch the wheelchair the young madame used before, and have the staff prepare a clean room."

"Yes, yes, right away," Mrs. Zheng replied, tears of joy streaming down her face. Miss Yeh Xin was not much younger than her