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... ain about what to do next. When he looked at his phone, Song Changlin still had not replied to his message.
No longer able to bear the suspense, Gu Nianshen’s fingers trembled as he typed into his phone. “Uncle.”
Without giving himself an opportunity to hesitate, he pressed the button to send the message as soon as he finished typing it.
Throughout Gu Nianshen’s over twenty years of living, this was the most embarrassing thing that had ever happened to him.
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