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... d out in shock and rushed over to help her up. Weiwei, are you alright? ”

Butler Xi supported Xi Zhiwei and looked at Mrs. PEI pitifully. His voice was choked with sobs as he said, ” Madam, you watched Wei Wei grow up. You should know her character the best. She is the kindest person, how could she do such a thing? back then, the child was indeed related to young master, so she cared so much. She would rather be accused of having a child out of wedlock than to abort the child. But in the ...

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