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Ming Jing didn’t respond to her, instead, she scooped some flour into a porcelain basin, added water, and started kneading the dough. One look at her movements showed she wasn’t just for show.
Zhao Xinrong raised his eyebrows in surprise, taking a serious look at Ming Jing.
This young girl was really extraordinary. She didn’t say much, she looked frail, like a flower grown in a greenhouse. But she was efficient and decisive when it came to work, constantly shattering everyo ...
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