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... its hardships at him, he had learned to cook for himself.
His cooking skills were mediocre, but they were passable—at least they were good enough to serve to Wu Auntie.
"Great, Auntie, please try the noodles I've made."
Wu Qingxian, looking at Li Zhiyan picking up the pan to wash it, felt incredibly mixed emotions. How could this child be so kind?
Whenever she felt emotionally overwhelmed or despairing, he would always appear by her side, as if by miracle.
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