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... p> Whether or not to take the Wenzhou phone with him was of no concern to Yan Yan.

If it hadn’t been for the SIM card swap causing some confusion, Yan Yan wouldn’t usually carry her Wenzhou phone when going out.

"Mom, don’t call this phone again, I’ll use my own phone to call you in a bit," Qi Yi quickly hung up and chased after Yan Yan.

As Yan Yan was walking out, she recalled that there were indeed more than one "Grandpa" stored in her Wenzhou phone.

One was fro ...

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