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nMo Rao had smooth skin that was very fair skin, so her injuries were very obvious.

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nFu Ying chased after her and grabbed Mo Rao’s wrist. His voice became stern. “Tell me, how did you get injured?!”

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n“I said you don’t have to worry!” Mo Rao shook off Fu Ying’s hand again, her face filled with impatience.

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nShe had to maintain a good mood when she was pregnant. She did not want to get angry, so she did not say much to Fu Ying.

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nWhy was this person so oblivious?

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n“Is that so? Do you want that organization to close down tomorrow?” Fu Ying asked coldly.

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nWas he threatening her?

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nMo Rao was so angry that her face turned pale. Those children were already very pitiful. If they had nowhere to go because of her, she would be a sinner!

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n“Fu Ying, are you crazy?!” She gritted her teeth and asked angrily.

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n“You forced me to go crazy. As long as you answer my question, nothing will happen, right?” Fu Ying did not feel guilty at all. Instead, he looked straight into Mo Rao’s eyes and replied calmly.

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nThe current Mo Rao was no longer the obedient little woman from before. Instead, she was like a thorny rose.

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nIf he was not careful, she would prick him.

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nFu Ying could only use this sort of tough method to achieve his goal.

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nMo Rao held back her anger. “I was just accidentally scratched by a chair while taking care of a child. Is that enough?!”

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nFu Ying was silent for a moment before ordering, “Don’t go there in the future!”

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n“I want to go,” Mo Rao said. “Those children are very pitiful and need society’s help. I won’t give up on them.”

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n“Do you think you can save everyone?” Fu Ying said unhappily. “Do you know that some autistic children are violent?”

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nMo Rao was not afraid at all. “So what? It’s precisely because of this that I have to put in more effort to take care of them!”

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nAs they talked, they started arguing again.

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nThe atmosphere became more tense.

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nMo Rao had already tried her best to calm down. She did not want to be angry and affect the child in her stomach because of these small matters.

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nHowever, Fu Ying could easily affect her emotions.

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nIf this continued, she was afraid that she would really have a psychological problem.

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nIt would be troublesome if she became depressed.

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nNo one knew that she was pregnant, so naturally, no one would take care of her emotions. She could only endure everything herself.

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n“Whatever!” Fu Ying said angrily and left.

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nHe walked to the car parked at the door, opened the door, got into the car, and drove away without looking at Mo Rao.

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nHe must be crazy to rush back to accompany this woman!

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nHe put aside the company’s matters, and did not accompany Qu Ru at the hospital. He came back and got angered by Mo Rao. Fu Ying really regretted it.

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nHearing the sound of the car leaving, Mo Rao could not help but cry.

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nShe did not want to cry, but she could not control her tears.

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nMo Rao was in such a bad mood that she did not even eat dinner. She excused herself and went upstairs to rest.

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nMo Rao lay on the bed and opened the fairy tale book that Zhang Zhe had given her.

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nShe did not expect her former neighbor to be so imaginative. The fairy tales he wrote were very interesting and novel.

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nAll the stories were about a little boy called Momo who started an adventure. The illustrations were also brilliant and vivid.

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nIn the book, Momo was a little boy who had been bewitched by a bad witch. The angel had told him that there were magical flowers on a distant mountain that could break the spell. Momo took his favorite puppy on the journey.

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nAlong the way, he encountered many dangers, but they were all resolved. The little person became stronger and stronger.

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nBecause the second volume had not been published yet, it ended halfway through.

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nLooking at Momo’s experience, Mo Rao actually thought of herself.

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nWasn’t she like Momo? In this difficult world, she tried her best to survive.

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nShe also wanted to start her adventure and find her true self.

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n“Brother Zhang.” After reading, Mo Rao called Zhang Zhe.

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n“Xiao Rao? What’s wrong? What’s the matter?” Zhang Zhe’s voice was very gentle.

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n“I’ve finished reading the book you gave me. I like it very much. I just want to ask if I can try to be the illustrator?” Mo Rao mustered her courage and asked.

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nZhang Zhe immediately agreed. “Sure, as long as you know how to draw. Draw something for me to see.”

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