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Thinking of this, she shook her head and gave a bitter smile. How could it be possible? He was a man among men, while she was at best a divorced, infertile woman.
Long Wu noticed her mood but couldn't figure out where to have the conversation. Finally, he pulled over on a quiet roadside. "Let's talk here!"
"Alright!" Xia Yu reined in her wild thoughts, as though waiting for a final judgment with devout earnestness.
She knew she had never been physically strong; every time it was overcast or raining, her whole body ached. Perhaps, long ago, there were signs indicating her poor health, but she'd never had the time or resources to get checked due to the demands of life.
Taking a deep breath, Long Wu controlled his volume and said, "Meng Meng! How much longer are you going to pretend?"
Xia Yu looked at him as though he were a monster. Meng Meng? Pretending? Pretending what?
"What are you saying?"
