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... le, Leng Xinran finally stopped at the door of a room. There were two caretakers standing outside the door. When they saw Leng Xinran coming over, they spoke very respectfully—


“Miss Leng!”


It could be seen that the people here were very familiar with Leng Xinran.


Leng Xinran nodded lightly and walked in.


Inside was a separate room. The room was quite big and the decorations were quite quiet and elegant.


“Mother, how are you?”


Leng Xinr ...

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