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At ten years old, Zhi is like a bud on a branch, not yet in full bloom, but already hinting at the beauty of a blossoming flower.,"Now Yuanting is fourteen. Seeing me, her own mother, being cold and indifferent to her, she acts as if I don't exist." 。My heart feels like I've eaten a bitter melon, it's unbearable. 。"Ah, my dear mother," she sighed, "Why has life been so cruel to me"Ding Yiniang, now in her thirties, had always lived a life of luxury. She wore fine silks and ate the finest delicacies. Despite this, she appeared weary... 。,It was only blindness and lack of foresight back then!。

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