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... something of yourself and lighten your sister's family burdens. Otherwise, if you achieve nothing in life, I'll have to take care of you instead," Yuan Shanshan said with a gentle laugh.

Just the fact that her younger brother cared about her moved her deeply; that alone made her feel that all her sacrifices were worthwhile.

"But..." Yuan Zhibang wanted to say something, but Yuan Shanshan suddenly covered his mouth:

"Alright now, don't overthink it. Just focus on going to ...

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