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... ed the living room, his movements as unhurried and composed as ever. The room was alive with warmth, the soft glow of light reflecting off polished furniture and the faces of his newfound family. Song Yazhi immediately stepped forward, concern etched into her features.
“Xiao Yuan, was it something urgent? If you have business to attend to, don’t worry about us,” she said, her voice a mixture of care and understanding.
“No, nothing like that,” Qin Yuan replied, brushing off the qu ...
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