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... this way, completely disregarding her earlier scolding, so she cooled her face. Ye Qian quickly tugged at her mother’s sleeve, and only then did Bai Xue refrain from speaking further.
"Early in the morning, preparing breakfast is already tight on time, and I still have to make medicinal soup for your sister. Where do I have the time to make lunch for you to take? If you want to take food with you, make it yourself." In Bai Xue’s impression, this eldest daughter was not the type to cook. ...
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