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Sheng An was only a year younger than her, with healthy, glossy wheat-colored skin. A high nose bridge and heroic eyebrows. In today's aesthetic standards, she didn't look beautiful; many people in the village even said she was ugly behind her back.
But in the future, she would definitely be a goddess who could captivate both men and women.
When Sheng An saw her, her eyes flared up immediately, and she aggressively said, "Why did you come back? How dare you come back?"
"An'an, don't talk to your sister like that," Shen Luhua scolded unhappily.
"Mom, at this point, are you still protecting this troublemaker? Don't you think she hasn't harmed me enough?" Sheng An's voice trembled as she spoke, glaring at Sheng Ning as if she wanted to devour her.
"I'm sorry, An'an," Sheng Ning apologized guiltily. In her past life, she only met Sheng An once before she died.
