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He hastily rose from bed and walked downstairs with an expectant face, only to find after searching that the person he wished to see was nowhere to be found.
He even asked the servants if they had seen her, yet they said that she was seen last night, but her car was gone early in the morning upon waking.
A flicker of desolation crossed Mu Yingchen's eyes. She had left early in the morning...
Then what was last night about? Pity?
He couldn't help but scoff at himself with a wry smile, "Su Wanxia, how cruel you are!"
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Time passed day by day, and unknowingly, the last day of the year had arrived---Chinese New Year's Eve!
That day, Su Wanxia helped Mother Su wrap dumplings. Although they didn't look very pretty, they were generally acceptable.
According to Mother Su, as long as they were wrapped tightly and didn't show the filling, they were good enough---
Father Su was also cooking today, bustling about the kitchen here and there.
