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“Mother, wake up, wake up.”

The woman lying on the bed listened to the tender voice sobbing softly next to her while she was shaken gently.

An Jiuyue, who was in deep sleep, finally frowned. Her sharp eyes snapped open and her gaze fell upon the two children kneeling by the bed.

“Mother…”

Although the two children were only three or four years old, they were highly vigilant.

Although their adorable eyes were filled with worry, they involuntarily lowere ...

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