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nMo Rao gently stroked the pram, the anguish in her eyes difficult to conceal.

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nIn a few months, her two babies would have been able to lie here and smile at her adorably. They would even be able to babble and crawl on the ground.

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nAt the thought of this, tears almost fell.

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n“Fu Ying, are you afraid of me seeing?” Mo Rao turned around, her eyes filled with unfamiliarity. “Are you afraid of me seeing it, or are you afraid of seeing it yourself? Are you afraid?”

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nFu Ying clenched his fists and looked at Mo Rao without saying a word.

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nSister Qin realized that something was wrong between the two of them and immediately retreated.

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n“If not for Qu Ru, these things could have been used, right?” Mo Rao looked at the pale pink walls around her. “Unfortunately, your sweetheart personally caused the death of your two children and made your efforts go to waste.”

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nMo Rao smiled as she spoke. Her smile looked really scary.

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nIf the children hadn’t died, she probably wouldn’t have gotten a divorce when she saw Fu Ying’s efforts. This was because from these details, she could tell that he was at least a good father.

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nFor the sake of her children getting fatherly love, with Mo Rao’s previous personality, she might have really tolerated it.

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nBut it was impossible now. The only hope in her heart had been extinguished.

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n“Rao Rao, don’t be like this…” There was anguish in Fu Ying’s eyes. He was a man and could only hide his emotions. He couldn’t vent his emotions with tears, nor could he tell others.

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n“Didn’t you turn me into this?!” Mo Rao suddenly became agitated. Her eyes widened terrifyingly as she questioned loudly, “Why do you tell me not to do this when you turned me into this?!!”

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nFu Ying’s heart ached. He took a step forward and hugged Mo Rao tightly while letting her struggle without letting go.

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nHe was afraid that if he let go, she would disappear forever.

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nAfter a long time, Mo Rao finally calmed down. So what if she was angry? Could she stab a dagger into this man’s heart to vent?

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nShe admitted that she couldn’t do it yet, so she hated herself for being cowardly in the end.

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nThe only thing she could do was think of a way to leave this place and let Fu Ying live in anguish and guilt forever.

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nOr he could let her die. If she died, it would make Fu Ying feel even worse, right?

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nThat wouldn’t do either. What if he and that vicious woman Qu Ru had a good life together? Wouldn’t her children have died in vain?

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nShe wanted to live, but she didn’t want Fu Ying to find her.

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nThis couldn’t only make Fu Ying suffer, but also make Qu Ru feel unsettled.

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n“Rest here, okay? When you recover, you can come and punish me.” Fu Ying continued, “I asked Sister Qin to prepare lunch for you. I won’t eat with you today. I still have something to deal with at the company. I’ll go to the company first.”

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nLike a puppet, Mo Rao was carried by Fu Ying and didn’t answer.

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nThere was no need to tell her where he was going. She no longer wanted to know.

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n“Rao Rao, I’ll tell you wherever I go in the future. If you’re willing, I can bring you along, okay?” Fu Ying lowered his head and pecked Mo Rao’s lips gently.

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nMo Rao pushed him away and wiped her lips hard. Without saying anything, she left.

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nFu Ying sighed deeply. He knew that it would be very difficult to keep Mo Rao this time, but he wouldn’t give up.

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nAfter Fu Ying drove away, Sister Qin found Mo Rao. “Young Madam, you can eat now.”

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n“Oh.” Mo Rao stood up and followed Sister Qin to the dining area. There were four dishes and a soup on the beautiful mahogany table. The dishes were very sumptuous and fresh. The soup stewed with expensive seafood emitted a smell rich with umami.

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nSister Qin carefully set the dishes for Mo Rao and scooped a bowl of soup for her. “Young Madam, please enjoy.”

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n“Sister Qin, don’t call me Young Madam.” Mo Rao frowned. “Call me Mo Rao or Miss Mo. If you find it difficult, you can call me Young Madam when Fu Ying is around. I won’t make things difficult for you.”

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nSister Qin hesitated for a moment, but she still listened to Mo Rao. “Alright, Miss Mo.”

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nHearing this form of address, Mo Rao felt a little better. She didn’t want to be Young Madam Fu anymore. She only wanted to be Mo Rao.

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n“Miss Mo, these dishes were personally instructed by President Fu. Some Chinese herbs were used too. It has a faint herbal aroma and is very nourishing. Eat more,” Sister Qin explained.

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nOf course, Mo Rao knew. She had long smelled the herbal aroma in the food and could tell that the herbs were expensive and rare.

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