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Thanks to Feng Huiying, Shen Mingzhu had fresh, hot melon to eat as soon as she got home—
"...the couple returned home hand in hand, looking even more affectionate than they did when they first married. But come to think of it, Shen Baolan has gotten quite skinny, nearly as thin as you are now, with a waist this small."
Feng Huiying said, gesturing a circle with her hands.
Learning that Shen Baolan had managed to lose so much weight in just a month, Shen Mingzhu couldn't help but be surprised.
Her first reaction was, could Shen Baolan have been transmigrated too?
If there really was another transmigrator like her, that would be interesting.
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In the evening.
Shen Baolan lay contentedly in bed, glancing at Zhou Shuhuan beside her, who was equally breathless, and felt the heavy stone in her heart finally settle.
Zhou Shuhuan had consented to share a bed with her, which surely meant he would no longer consider divorcing her.
