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... e before opening the lunch box and pushing it in front of Ai Tingya.
The ingredients for the fried rice were visibly rich. It might be called fried rice but it was more like some rice added to the stir-fried vegetables. The smell of the food was encased in the fragrance of the oil and all of which slammed onto Ai Tingya's face.
The steamed buns and pickled vegetables instantly became tasteless.
Ai Tingya gulped. She wasn't in a hurry to eat. Instead, she sat up straight a ...
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