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... icing the time—it was already almost ten o’clock.
At this hour, his mother would be getting off work and almost home.
Chen Tianxu subconsciously answered the phone while simultaneously tucking it between his shoulder and ear, packing up his things, "Hello, Mom..."
"Son, Mom’s just finished work and is heading back. How’s your homework going? Are you hungry? Shall I bring you some late-night snacks?" came the voice of his mother, Hui Meifang, from the other end.
Ch ...
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