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... oldly, “What’s your name?”
“I’m Ming Chen, are you an idiot?”
“Where are you from?”
“Of course, Jiyue Temple…”
Ming Ti snorted coldly, “Good, you haven’t forgotten. I thought the rich and luxurious life in Jiangzhou might have made you forget your identity.”
Ming Chen isn’t stupid. She picked up the doll and dusted it off. “Of course, I won’t forget my identity. An orphaned little nun, if it weren’t for Ming Jing, we’d still be starving and freezing on the ...
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