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... Conference Incident
Lu Xining, who had just ended a phone call, did not look pleased.
While she pondered the caller’s intentions, a pair of little hands hugged her calf, and a child’s dependent voice carried a soothing effect.
Lu Nuonuo looked up with a brilliant smile, “Mommy, hug~”
Jing Zheng, who had brought her over, leaned against the door and teased, “Knowing you’re home, this little rascal started to despise her uncle.”
“Uncle, shy shy.”
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