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"President Li has certainly faced his share of disasters... I remember last year, his grandmother died at his wedding, and then he was in a car accident, and now..."
"Perhaps this is what they mean by 'the envy of the gods'! As long as one is safe and sound, that's what really matters."
Rong Shengsheng pinched the palm of her hand, forcing herself to remain calm, pretending as if she didn't care about anything. With a vacant look in her eyes, she listlessly picked up a flower and said, "Auntie, I'll help you with the flower arrangement..."
Ai Weixi naturally agreed without hesitation.
Time flew by, and before they knew it, the afternoon had arrived.
Since Rong Shengsheng had been staying with the Lan family, Lan Xiyu had come home punctually every day. As soon as he entered, he eagerly searched for the familiar figure and immediately spotted Rong Shengsheng weeding in the garden with Ai Weixi. His restless heart found its harbor, like a drifting ship reaching safe haven.
