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... just casually spoken.

That night, Xiao Chunyu, in her sleep, felt stomach pain, different from fetal movement, as it hurt intermittently.

Listening to the outside clock striking, Xiao Chunyu knew it was the hour of Yin.

She thought of waiting until Xia Guangcheng went to court in the morning before calling Nanny Zhou herself.

"What’s wrong, Yu’er?"

The person beside her unexpectedly pulled her over.

"Hiss..."

Xiao Chunyu couldn’t help but ...

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