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"Dad, take care of yourself from now on... Goodbye!"
After saying these words, Mother Mu dropped her right hand, her fingers trembling as she hung up the phone.
The old man was already in his twilight years, and even though he was physically robust, there likely wasn't much time left. After this "goodbye," there was probably no chance of seeing each other again.
Biting her lip, she reached out to turn off the tap and carefully dried the water droplets from her hands with a paper towel, then she opened a drawer and took out a makeup box.
Moments later, when Mother Mu stepped out of the bathroom again, she had regained her usual proud and elegant demeanor.
Who would know about the searing pain on the back of her hand that was so frustratingly unbearable?
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Fengyun International.
In front of a desk, Gai Yu was carefully going through a stack of profiles of finalists. The last one was Ning Xiaofei, with her ID photo attached in the top right corner.
