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Lan Xixiao's expression instantly turned cold, and he let out a forced laugh, "Then I won't bother you anymore, rest well."
Rong Shengsheng also quickly walked away, not wanting to have too much contact with Lan Xixiao.
After returning to her room, she listlessly pressed her forehead, feeling drowsy, her eyelids fighting to stay open. Just a few laps of running had exhausted her.
She had been in such a serious car accident, and her body had already been left with various chronic issues. It was already a stroke of luck that she was still alive, to expect her body to be as good as before was probably asking for too much.
The next morning came early.
Rong Shengsheng got up at the crack of dawn to make breakfast for the Lan Family. Although there were servants, she felt uncomfortable freeloading, so she always joined in to do the work.
At this time, the sky was dimly lit.
But the opulent living room glittered with gold.
