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... touched, Fan Zijin glared at the four brats. "You still have the cheek to talk? You can’t even articulate your thoughts clearly. Haven’t you learned anything from all that studying?"
Mu Yangling coughed lightly and advised, "Although their words don’t sound nice, they have good intentions. Don’t be angry with them."
Fan Zijin snorted and decided to let the matter rest. He glanced at Little An and snapped, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and apply the medicine. Do you want me ...
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