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... f mind and sent a WeChat message to the group called ‘Family’.


“Dad, Mom, I’ve decided not to stay in school and be a teacher. I just went to the police force to report today. I will be a forensic doctor later.”


His parents were obviously a bit surprised by his sudden change of his heart but they never interfered with his choices.


After seeing the news, Father Xiao replied seriously: The job you choose is your own business. Now that you’ve thought about it cle ...

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