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... ned to reveal an elderly man and a young girl.
The old man held a smoking pipe, and his face was deeply lined with wrinkles; this must be Ji Mulan’s father. Xu Wenyao bowed slightly, “Grandpa Ji, hello, I am Xu Wenyao.”
Then he looked towards Bai Lian.
It was not cold in Xiangcheng during winter. She was neatly dressed in a school jacket, her dark hair secured with a wooden hairpin, and a white backpack draped over her shoulder, embroidered with a lazy cat.
One ha ...
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