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... faint smile. “Every child finds their own path. Husband, don’t fret.”
Li Yuan sighed, sat with her, and said, “You don’t know Ping'an’s recent antics. Let me fill you in.”
And so he began recounting the events at the Holy Tree Temple, along with Ping'an’s conduct and quirks. Partway through, Sheng'er burst into laughter—bright, incongruous laughter that echoed through the chilly black market warehouse—then settled down to listen again, eyes shining.
Li Yuan soon reached ...
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