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... ank, quickly disappearing into the encroaching night, their faint chirping sounding somewhat mournful.
"Chairman, I want to ask you something."
At Linjiang Mansion, the Little Landlady had just returned home when she sat down opposite Lin Chuan.
"Xinxin, what's wrong?" Lin Chuan noticed at a glance that the Little Landlady, Zhang Xinxin, had an unusual look on her face.
Usually, her face always bore a lively and playful smile, free from worries.
But now, h ...
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