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nSomehow she fell asleep, but woke up in a nightmare.

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nMo Rao felt that the blanket was covered in sweat and she felt uncomfortable all over.

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nShe opened her tired eyes and took her phone to save the recording from last night. Then, she went to take a shower and went downstairs to eat.

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nMo Wan was already at the dining table.

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n“Where’s Fu Ying?” Seeing that Mo Rao was alone, Mo Wan seemed to understand something and asked deliberately.

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n“He… didn’t come back last night. He must have been too busy at the company.” Mo Rao’s heart ached, but she couldn’t help but hide it for Fu Ying.

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nMo Wan sized up Mo Rao. This child was clearly depressed and her face was very pale.

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nWhy would he need to stay out all night for the company’s matters? It was not like he had encountered anything important.

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nHe was most likely accompanying that vixen in the hospital!

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nMo Rao, this silly girl, only knew how to cover up for Fu Ying.

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n“Really? I’ll call him and ask later.” Mo Wan nodded and did not expose Mo Rao.

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n“Mom, let’s not disturb him. The company is going to have a quarterly summary soon, and he’s the busiest, so he will definitely spend the most time in the company. It’s impossible for him to… stay in the hospital forever,” Mo Rao bit her lip and whispered.

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nShe was not lying about this. She knew Fu Ying’s habits very well.

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nAt the end of every season, he was at his busiest.

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nAs long as he was busy, Fu Ying’s way of relaxing was to torture her in bed.

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nIt was as if doing so could raise his spirits.

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nEvery time, Fu Ying would only stop when Mo Rao begged for mercy.

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nFu Ying probably still needed to relieve his stress. The target was probably Qu Ru.

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nThat was good too. In her current state, she could not withstand Fu Ying’s torture.

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nMo Rao tried her best to hold back her sadness and think positively.

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nShe did not have to be a substitute anymore, nor did she have to worry about the child being injured.

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nMo Wan did not answer Mo Rao because she did not intend to listen to her.

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nBefore going to the law firm, Mo Wan went straight to the hospital and strode into Qu Ru’s ward.

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nShe was right. Fu Ying was indeed guarding this little vixen’s bed.

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n“Fu Ying, this apple is so sweet. Feed me another bite.” Qu Ru smiled happily and wheedled at Fu Ying.

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nMo Wan was furious.

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nShe sneered and said, “Even if you have leukemia, you’re not disabled. Can’t you use your own hand?”

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nSeeing Mo Wan, Qu Ru’s expression changed.

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nFu Ying frowned. “Mom, why are you here?”

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nMo Wan glanced at Fu Ying. He had not changed his clothes since yesterday. It seemed that he had spent the night at Qu Ru’s place. What a good-for-nothing scum!

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n“You didn’t even change your clothes. You’re quite something!” Mo Wan didn’t care if this was her son and mocked him directly.

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n“I was busy at the company last night and was preparing to go home after coming to the hospital,” Fu Ying replied calmly.

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nHe was not lying. He had indeed stayed in the company all night last night. He had received a call from Qu Ru early this morning and came over to take a look. He was prepared to go back later.

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nMo Wan smiled coldly. “Hehe, is that so?”

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nClearly, she did not believe him. Fu Ying could only remain silent because he knew very well that his mother had always been on Mo Rao’s side.

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n“Fu Ying, as your mother, I respected your choices since you were young. I never interfered with your decisions in life. I only interfered in the matter between you and Qu Ru,” Mo Wan continued.

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n“Auntie, I know you don’t like me, but Fu Ying and I are sincere…” Qu Ru wanted to interrupt.

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n“Shut up!” Mo Wan berated. “Did I ask you to speak? Who do you think you are?”

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nQu Ru’s face was pale as she lowered her head and started to sob.

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nWhen Fu Ying saw her like this, his heart would ache, right?

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nEven if Mo Wan was his mother, he would be annoyed by her, right?

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nQu Ru was scheming in her heart.

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nUnexpectedly, Mo Wan saw through her at a glance. “You don’t have to act. I’ve seen many tricks like this. Do you want Fu Ying to feel sorry for you? Sorry to disappoint you. Even if he feels sorry for you, you won’t be able to marry into the Fu family. Even if I sever my mother-son relationship with Fu Ying, I won’t let him marry you!”

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nThese words made Qu Ru clench her fists.

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nFu Ying said, “Mom, Qu Ru didn’t mean that. You know that.”

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n“I’m also a woman. I know what she’s thinking better than you.” Mo Wan looked at Fu Ying in disappointment. “Fu Ying, since you’ve decided to be with this woman, let Xiao Rao go. Xiao Rao’s parents died and she once saved your grandmother. Now, no one is making decisions for her. As her mother-in-law, I’ll make the decision for her. You two should get a divorce. A good woman like her will have a lot of good men chasing after her without you.”

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