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... changes, and no third wheels. Just us two!”

“Okay, 1’11 go along with it,” giggled Jiang Ling’er.

Jiang Ling’er smiled, finding his sudden childlike enthusiasm quite amusing.

After more than twenty minutes, they arrived at the Jiang family’s house.

“We’re back!” announced Jiang Ling’er. “Want to come in for dinner before heading home?”

Li Yu nodded eagerly and hopped out of the car with Jiang Ling’er. 𝒇𝓻𝙚𝙚𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝒄𝒐𝒎

Old Master Jiang ...

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