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"Alright, Little Yu can sleep with Mommy!"

Qiu Tong carried Qiu Xingyu and turned to look at Song Yan. She pointed at a bedroom indicating that he should sleep there tonight. "If you need anything, you can look for me anytime."

Song Yan nodded and bid her goodnight before gently pushing open the bedroom door.

In the room, two small night lamps emitted a faint yellow light. There were a few furry dolls on the bed.

Qiu Xingyuan's medal and certificate from the kindergarten were framed and hung in the most conspicuous place.

Although the room was not very spacious, it was filled with a warm atmosphere.

Song Yan was suddenly vexed. He thought of the possibility that Jin Yang would have such a blissful family life, and a desire to destroy everything arose in his heart. He took out an item the size of a button from his pocket and casually stuck it in a corner, his eyes dark.

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