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... ntence, Ye Qiuqiu took the tea offered by the servant: “Thank you.”

While sipping her tea, she observed Lin Gantang’s complexion and nodded repeatedly.

Not bad, not bad, well-nourished.

“Hand Suisui over to me, you go ahead with your tasks,” Lin Gantang told Wen Yanqing.

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“There’s nothing pressing,” Wen Yanqing placed the child on the bed. “Call me if you need anything.”

Ye Qiuqiu watched Wen Yanqing le ...

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