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n“What do you want to eat? Sweet and sour pork tenderloin? Would you like that?”

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nUpon hearing Song Ci’s voice, Song Yujin snapped out of his thoughts and nodded.

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n“Egg yolk baked pumpkin?”

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nSong Yujin nodded again.

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n“Pineapple and pork chops?”

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nSong Yujin still nodded.

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nSong Ci closed the menu and laughed.

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n“Usually, you have a straight face like an adult. Now, you’re a little cutie.”

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nSong Yujin turned his head and looked out the window. He did not want to say anything and could only sigh. Song Ci had really changed. Many possibilities went through his mind. In the end, he raised his head and asked Song Ci in a serious tone, “Are you dying?”

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nWhat? How could a beautiful young lady like her be dying?

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nEven though Song Yujin did not like Song Ci, she was still his guardian. He would not know what to do if Song Ci just suddenly died.

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nA child could not grow up alone. He would be sent to an orphanage or worse, kidnapped. Therefore, he needed Song Ci until he became an adult.

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n“Why did you ask that?”

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nSong Ci felt a chill in her heart. Was the male lead going to kill her now?

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n“Mom died from an illness. You are her daughter so you might also be sick. Are you going to die?”

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nSong Ci gripped her chest and thought about the child’s careless words. Then, she said calmly, “Everyone dies at a different time. I won’t die now if you love me.”

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n“When will you die?”

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n“Around 80 or 90 years old.”

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nSong Ci thought to herself, ‘As long as you don’t send me to the mental hospital and Lu Suo does not exact his revenge, I should be able to live a long life.’

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nSong Yujin nodded. He hoped that Song Ci would not die until he grew up.

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nAfter that, the little boy ignored her and ate quietly. No matter what Song Ci said, he remained silent.

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nWhen the two of them reached the door of their apartment, Song Ci and Song Yujin were shocked.

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nThere was a woman who looked like a grocery store in front of them. Why was she described that way? Well, her long hair was tied up and she was wearing more than a dozen jadeite pearls. There were also several pearl necklaces around her neck and a watch on her wrist. Additionally, there were two jade bangles and multiple luxury silver bracelets.

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nSuddenly, some memories of the original Song Ci flashed into her mind. The woman in front of her was none other than their father’s mistress, Pang Xiaohui!

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nBefore she could speak, Pang Xiaohui suddenly dashed toward her and shouted, “Little Ci!”

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nSong Ci turned her body slightly. Pang Xiaohui lost her balance and fell to the ground.

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n“Pa!”

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nThere was the sound of something shattering.

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n“Ah! My pearl necklace, my bracelet…”

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nSong Ci and Song Yujin looked at each other. Neither of them cared. They opened the door and entered the apartment.

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nWhen Pang Xiaohui saw Song Ci and Song Yujin’s indifferent behavior, she became filled with hatred. However, she had to prioritize the purpose of her visit. She put away the broken necklace and bracelet. After getting up while gritting her teeth, she entered the apartment.

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nSong Ci knew why Pang Xiaohui was here. After all, it was because of her provocation that “Song Ci” had rushed to the Lu family’s house and insulted Lu Gan. There was only one reason why she was here. She wanted her to replace Song Peihan and marry the disabled man.

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nSong Ci did not reject her visit. She said politely, “Have a seat.”

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nFollowing that, she turned around and patted Song Yujin’s head, indicating for him to return to his room.

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nSong Yujin knew about Pang Xiaohui, but he was not bothered by her or Song Ci’s issues. Hence, he turned around and left. Despite that, after returning to his room, he left a tiny crack open and quietly eavesdropped.

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nPang Xiaohui saw the siblings’ attitude toward her. Clearly, they were not brought up properly. Regardless, she hid those thoughts. That was because Song Ci was still useful to her.

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n“Little Ci, auntie came here today to tell you about something great,” said Pang Xiaohui with a gentle smile on her face.

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n“Oh, what is it? Do you have cancer? Or is Song He getting married again?”

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nWhen Pang Xiaohui heard this, she was furious. Nevertheless, she suppressed her anger.

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n“What are you saying? I’m talking about your marriage. Your father has already agreed to let you marry Lu Gan. The Lu family is wealthy and noble. Little Ci, your future is secured!”

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