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... adding a few degrees of intense heat to the already high temperatures. A gentle breeze rustled through the forest, bringing a rare coolness to the summer morning.
Sitting in the wicker rocking chair where Su Anyong often lay, Xiao Qing, having grown larger, was still held in Su Ping's arms, excitedly watching everything in front of her.
In front of Su Ping was an extremely spectacular sight. Outside the forest, within the shadows cast by the canopy, before the manor's path, Fore ...
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