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... fee in hand, he quietly admired the bustling street scene below, with its constant flow of traffic.
It gave him the odd illusion of having returned to the future.
Wang Yunxiao wasn’t trying to be arty for its own sake; it was mainly because Little Gourd had pestered him to share a cake with her, threatening not to eat it otherwise.
What’s so good about cream cakes? As a straight man who hardly partook in sweet snacks, Wang Yunxiao had no appetite for such things. But he c ...
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