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Su Zhiruan turned her phone sideways, took a picture of the mutton soup and buns on the table, and thoughtfully added a filter.
If they saw that the second daughter they always despised was now living in luxury in the post-apocalypse, who knows if they would die of anger.
"Hold on," Wen Qingyu, looking at her actions, suddenly stood up, "The meatballs and tofu skin should be about ready, I’ll go and serve them."
"Okay!" Su Zhiruan casually turned on the su ...
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