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Su Qingyu's face was as pale as paper, her features haggard and drawn. She pounded relentlessly on the locked door.,A crisp click of the lock echoed from outside, followed by the slow creak of the door opening. But the person who entered was unexpected to Su Qingyu.,"Shen Zhao, didn't you say that you... weren't going to have children Where did this child come from"。

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