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Li Younan’s words made the already closed and somewhat quiet hotpot restaurant seem even more silent.
Lu Xiaolan blinked, silently lowered her head, dipped a slice of beef tripe into the soup, put it in her bowl, blew on it, and took a taste, "Hmm... can’t quite tell."
For her, most hotpots tasted the same.
But maybe because of Li Younan’s words suggesting something was off, she felt as though something was indeed missing, but she couldn’t pinpoint what.
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