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nAuthor: Filthy MACHINE TRANSLATION

nWhen Ling Jue went downstairs, Mu Xueling was watching TV, and Ling Zhensheng was nowhere to be found.

nShe glanced at Mu Xueling’s bandaged hand, and her eyes sparkled. She walked to the water dispenser and poured herself a glass of water.

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n“Xiao Jue, how are you feeling?” Mu Xueling saw her appear and waved at her with a smile. “Come here, let auntie take a look.”

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n“You look like a really kind auntie. I wonder if there was anything special in the soup last night.” Ling Jue sat on the sofa next to her, crossing his legs and looking at her coldly.

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n“Xiao Jue, you might have misunderstood auntie.” Mu Xueling’s eyes dimmed as she looked at him with disappointment. “Why would auntie poison your soup? We drank the soup you drank, and I didn’t give it to you alone. As a stepmother, you might think that I don’t care about you a little, but you have to believe me. I treat you and Sheng’er the same. I treat you like my children…”

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n“I don’t doubt you anymore. I thought you weren’t that despicable the last time,” Ling Jue interrupted her with a relaxed expression “I drank everything you made last night. Look at me, I’m still alive and kicking. You have to make more for me in the future. I can drink with father.”

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nLing Jue looked at her with a smile in her eyes.

nMu Xueling sized him up. He looked really good. His face was ruddy, and his face looked more and more like that woman’s. He was so handsome…

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nShe could not help but clench her fists when she thought of this. Blood gradually seeped out of her palms, but she acted as if she did not know.

nShe had a smile on her face the whole time. “Xiao Jue, I’m so happy that you understand my painstaking efforts.”

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nLing Jue curled her lips and glanced at her clenched fists. “Your hand is bleeding.”

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n“Who’s bleeding?” Suddenly, Ling Zhensheng came from the corridor on the first floor and looked at the two of them in confusion.

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nHe was fully dressed and wearing a hat. He was a man in his forties and looked extraordinarily handsome.

nIt was not hard to tell that this man was definitely a lady killer when he was young.

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nLing Jue chuckled and stood up. She glanced at Mu Xueling’s stiff expression and said, “I’m fine. Maybe I saw wrongly. Let’s go. We should go buy something and come back to rest.”

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n“Okay.” Ling Zhensheng nodded and looked at Mu Xueling gently. “Honey, stay at home and watch out. Don’t let your wound get wet.”

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n“Don’t worry. Buy more clothes for Xiao Jue. He’s getting taller and taller. The clothes he used to wear won’t fit him anymore.”

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n“Don’t worry.” Ling Zhensheng smiled at her dotingly. He did not pay attention to her hand. He turned around and followed Ling Jue out. “Xiao Jue, what are you going to buy? A suit or something casual? I’ll help you check it out…”

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nMu Xueling listened as the two of them walked further and further away. She then looked at her hand mockingly.

nShe laughed mockingly and muttered to herself, “Ling Jue is just a child. It seems like I was overthinking it. I thought he really found out that he drugged him.”

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n“If he had found out, he wouldn’t have drunk the soup last night.” Mu Xueling recalled how the trash can was filled with the remains of chickens when she and Ling Zhensheng returned from the hospital.

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nThere was only a little soup left, and Ling Jue was the only one at home last night. Her children had all gone to bed.

nShe tore off the bandage on her hand and smiled hideously “Ling Jue, if you want to blame someone, blame that b*tch Mother of yours. How dare she seduce my husband! Doesn’t she know that he only loves me? What kind of good things can a b*tch give birth to? I’m sending you on your way, so that you won’t have a painful life in the future!”

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