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nMo Rao still had many injuries on her body, all of which were left when she struggled.

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nBruises were gathered on her waist and thigh.

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nFu Ying carried her to the sofa and sat her down. He immediately lifted her skirt and prepared to apply the medicine. It was useless even if Mo Rao resisted.

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nHer thin waist was filled with marks from being pinched, and there were also marks on her inner thigh. Mo Rao must have resisted very fiercely back then.

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nUsually, Fu Ying would be this rough as well. If he didn’t control his strength, he would leave many marks on Mo Rao’s body. But this time, it was different. These marks were left by another man. Castrating him was worth it!

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nIf anyone dared to touch his woman, he would die.

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nThere was some medicine at home. Fu Ying was gently applying the medicine for Mo Rao and would even blow at her from time to time, as if he was afraid that she would be in pain.

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nSuddenly, Lin Qun’s face flashed in his mind.

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nWas that little cop Mo Rao’s next man?

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nHe was quite handsome, but how much money could he earn as a police officer? Mo Rao would probably suffer if she married him.

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nFu Ying didn’t realize that his thoughts had gone astray. Jealousy welled up in him, and his movements subconsciously became heavier.

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n“It hurts!”

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nMo Rao couldn’t help but exclaim.

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nFu Ying immediately came back to his senses. “Sorry, I’ll be gentle.”

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nUnexpectedly, Mo Rao rejected him. She put down her dress. It wasn’t suitable for her to be naked in front of this man.

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nAfter all, they were about to get a divorce.

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n“There’s no need. You’d better go back and take care of Qu Ru. If she knows that you’re here with me, she’ll probably be very sad,” Mo Rao said deliberately.

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nShe wanted to challenge Fu Ying’s patience.

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nMoreover, she was really tired. She had already proposed to get a divorce first and publicize it later. There was no way out anymore.

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nNow, she only wanted to consider how she should live after the divorce.

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nAfter she had a child, her first consideration was her child.

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n“I’ll leave after you feel better,” Fu Ying replied.

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nMo Rao felt that it was ridiculous. She looked at Fu Ying bitterly. “Do you know that I would rather you not come back and just leave like this without ever appearing in front of me again?”

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nHe might as well stay by Qu Ru’s side and not look at her again. No matter how sad and anguished she was, he wouldn’t turn back.

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nThat would make her give up completely!

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nFu Ying was always like this, sometimes cold and sometimes gentle. She couldn’t make a resolute decision when he acted like this.

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n“Go to sleep. You don’t have to care about what I do.” Fu Ying’s expression was cold.

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nMo Rao must have stayed up last night. The fatigue on her face was obvious.

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nShe really couldn’t take it anymore. She stood up and walked to the bedroom. Before closing the door, she said tiredly, “See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau at three in the afternoon.”

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nShe would sleep for a few hours and rest first.

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nFu Ying’s eyes were filled with anger. Why was the woman who couldn’t bear to divorce suddenly so anxious?

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nIt happened after meeting Lin Qun!

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nIt seemed like it was because of that little cop.

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nShe even disregarded his grandmother’s health and would rather get a divorce before confessing.

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nFu Ying didn’t expect Lin Qun to have such an important place in Mo Rao’s heart. He pushed open the bedroom door angrily and wanted to ask Mo Rao about it, but he saw that Mo Rao was asleep.

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nShe was really too tired and fell asleep as soon as she touched the blanket.

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nThere were still tears on her pale and pretty face. The corners of her eyes were red and her eyebrows were furrowed in her sleep, as if she was agonizing over something.

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nMo Rao had a dream.

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nShe saw her parents’ corpses. They were dismembered and covered in blood. She trembled. She wanted to shout, but she felt like her throat was blocked.

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nNot far away, Lin Qun and Lin Wen were crying loudly.

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n“No! No!!” Mo Rao suddenly cried out sharply, and tears uncontrollably fell from the corners of her eyes.

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nFu Ying had planned to leave. When he heard Mo Rao’s cries, he immediately went forward and grabbed her arm. “Rao Rao? It’s me. Don’t be afraid!”

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nMo Rao grabbed Fu Ying’s hand tightly, but she mistook him for her father. “Dad, Mom, don’t go. Can you bring me along?”

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nFu Ying couldn’t wake Mo Rao no matter how he called her. Looking at her terrified and helpless appearance, he felt his heart ache. He hugged her and coaxed her gently. “It’s okay, Rao Rao, be good. I won’t leave. I’ll bring you wherever I go. Don’t be afraid…”

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nHearing his voice, Mo Rao gradually calmed down, as if she had found a safe embrace.

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nBut as long as Fu Ying tried to let go of her, she would panic and try grabbing things.

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