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Every night, she lay awake until dawn, tears soaking her pillow. During the day, however, she still put on the facade of a dutiful wife and mother, managing the household.,Ordinary and quiet, yet pain is like a dense swarm of needles pricking at the bottom of my heart.,Róng Zhāonán stared at Ning Yuán expressionlessly, taking in her strange reaction.。