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... including duck soup."
Upon hearing this, Shen Lijun’s eyes widened, "Oh my God! Your mom... didn’t she kill your little duck? And... made soup out of it?"
"Yeah." Miao Yajing nodded, struggling to hold back tears, "But I’m not as smart as you. I had a bowl of duck soup, and then my mom told me that the duck soup was made from Dian Dian. She killed Dian Dian..."
Remembering that past, Miao Yajing could no longer control her emotions.
She still remembered feeling li ...
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