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... e was interrupted by a crisp voice that appeared suddenly.
"Auntie, Qingqing and I are hungry. When can we eat?"
With a friend’s company, Jiashu was evidently more lively. Or perhaps, this wasn’t the Nan Family villa, so naturally, there was less restraint.
Nan Wan’s gaze fell on Jiashu’s little face. She steadied her breath, curved her lips into a smile, and said, "It’ll be ready soon."
Mu Qingqing followed Nan Jiasu, leaning against the door, poking out a little ...
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