ut Miss Ou Yan's identity, don't come crying and clinging to my legs later.Since some of you have objections, before we discuss this matter, please give a warm welcome to Ms. Liou-Yan, the head of the..."Sounds good, where to" Song Qiao Ying looked at her younger brother approvingly. She also wanted some time to take her daughter out alone.

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"I'll take care of it."

People chatted and laughed, enjoying a harmonious meal together.

In the afternoon, Ou Yan entered her room to rest. Not long after, she was suddenly startled by a series of frantic knocks on the door.

"Miss Ou, it's me. Are you resting Here's the thing, Madam just woke up, and Mrs. Li told her about your background. She seems to have been stimulated, struggling to breathe, and fainted again."

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In the master bedroom on the first floor, Song Qiao Ying was already panicking. If her mother had anything happen to her, she would hate herself!

"Yan Yan is here!" Upon seeing his daughter, Li Yuanfu felt a sense of calmness and security as if an anchor had been dropped.

Song Qiao Ying's eyes suddenly lit up with hope, "Yan Yan, your grandmother..."

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But what she feared most still happened...

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Thankfully, this time, Mom didn't put her life at risk because of being stimulated...

Otherwise, she would truly be unable to forgive herself.she smelled a faint scent of liniment. Just then, a servant walked out. Perhaps she hadn't expected You'er to appear suddenly, and the servant was startled, her face paling."Oh, Miss Ouyan...""Grandpa...