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... trange, quite unlike Sister Qingzhu in temperament."
The young girl’s gaze dimmed slightly; she knew why her master said that.
After all... she was Aunt Mao’s daughter...
But she had been avoiding facing this fact.
"It’s all right." Mao Qingzhu came to her senses, reached out to pat Qing Jun’s little head gently, and said warmly, "Qing Jun, your master is right, no mischief."
"Oh..." the young girl replied sullenly.
Looking at this seemingly harmon ...
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