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nWhile Fu Ying was showering, Mo Rao was no longer in the mood to draw.

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nShe felt like she had fallen into an endless loop.

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nIf she wanted to divorce Fu Ying, she had to donate her bone marrow to Qu Ru. However, if she donated her bone marrow to Qu Ru, she would lose her child. Fu Ying did not know that she was pregnant, and she could not tell Fu Ying that she was pregnant.

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nShe wondered how to overcome this dilemma.

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nJust as she was in a daze, the bathroom door opened and Fu Ying walked out.

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nHe only wrapped his lower body with a towel. His naked upper body was very muscular and fit. His muscles were just the right amount, like a perfect sculpture. His broad arms filled her with a sense of security, and his abs resembled a row of chocolates.

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nThe legs that were wrapped in the towel looked very long and strong. Moreover, Mo Rao saw something she shouldn’t have seen.

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nA certain place was bulging!

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nHow could he feel horny in this state? Fu Ying was indeed a man.

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nMo Rao quickly looked away.

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nFu Ying caught the subtle change in Mo Rao’s expression and his eyes flashed. Seeing her deliberately avoiding his gaze, he was very unhappy.

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nWhen he was showering just now, he realized that his mind was filled with Mo Rao.

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nOver the years, she had always followed behind him and accommodated him. Sometimes, she would throw a small tantrum, but she would stop when necessary and be very obedient.

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nTo Fu Ying, Mo Rao was like a cat. She was obedient and a little prideful.

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nBut this cat was now focused on finding another master. Was Zhang Zhe, who he saw yesterday, her next man?

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nFu Ying checked. Zhang Zhe was the chief editor of a magazine agency. He had a good reputation in the industry and his financial conditions were alright. However, he was divorced and had a son with autism.

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nWith such conditions, could it be that Mo Rao actually wanted to be with him?

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nHe was worse than the young policeman from before!

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nIf she married him, she would be a stepmother!

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n“Come here.” The more Fu Ying thought about it, the more annoyed he became.

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nMo Rao sat up straight and looked at the computer screen without a change in expression. She only had a gentle and pretty side profile, and her black hair gently draped over her shoulders, making her look very graceful.

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nShe did not even look at Fu Ying. “No, just say it.”

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nWhy should she go over just because he asked her to?

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nDid he still think that it was the same as before? That he could summon her at will?

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nMo Rao had to change, starting from these small matters!

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nFu Ying took a few steps to Mo Rao’s side and picked her up.

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n“Ah!” Mo Rao exclaimed and looked at Fu Ying with wide eyes. “What are you doing? Put me down!”

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n“No,” Fu Ying said coldly.

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nMo Rao simply covered her chest and looked wary. “I’m warning you, don’t touch me. We’re going to get a divorce soon!”

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nShe would definitely not cater to this man and let him do whatever he wanted.

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nEspecially since he had been touched by Qu Ru. He was too dirty!

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nFu Ying’s gaze darkened. “Do you think I won’t touch you just because you say so?”

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n“I’m also a human. I have the autonomy of my body. Besides, this is the old residence. Dad, Mom, and Grandma are all here. If you dare to mess around, I’ll shout. I’ll say that you abused me.”

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nFu Ying’s expression darkened. “When did I abuse you?”

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n“If you touch me now, it’ll be rape within the marriage. What’s the difference between that and domestic violence?” Mo Rao mustered her courage. “Anyway, we can’t have such behavior again. After the divorce, we’ll be strangers. You have to behave yourself.”

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n“We’re not divorced yet.” Fu Ying really smiled. This woman was constantly reminding him about the divorce. Was she afraid that he would forget?

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nMo Rao said calmly, “We’re getting a divorce soon. It’s pretty much the same. Aren’t you waiting for me to donate my bone marrow to Qu Ru? But you won’t be able to last longer than me.”

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nFu Ying looked down at the little person in his arms. Her face was full of feigned indifference. He deliberately asked, “Then what if I don’t agree to the divorce?”

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nThe more he looked at this little face, the prettier she seemed to look. She was gorgeous and cute.

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nEspecially those eyes. They were very dark and lovely.

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nMo Rao smiled coldly. “Then let’s fight it out together. At most, Qu Ru will die from exhaustion. I’ll give her two more wreaths!”

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nFu Ying’s face turned livid from Mo Rao’s words.

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nMo Rao took the opportunity to break free from his embrace and tidied her clothes. “Fu Ying, I advise you to think about it carefully. If you really waste your time with me, I’m afraid Qu Ru will never be able to marry you and will even die. Why don’t you quickly divorce me and find another donor for her? With your ability, you should be able to do it.”

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