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... eat first?”
The old man in charge of cooking came over to greet them. If MO Ruyue and Gu Ying didn’t eat first, they wouldn’t pick up their bowls no matter how hungry they were.
“We’re not hungry. You guys eat first, I still have something to do.”
MO Ruyue walked straight to the disaster victims who were tied up and thrown aside. She still had someone to interrogate.
The man had been captivated by the smell of the millet porridge. He stared at the steaming pot and cou ...
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