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... Qiao Xiyan stopped the car, his gaze landed on the cold breakfast in the front passenger seat. His eyes narrowed again. When he got out of the car, the cold winter wind blew, and the chill seeped into his marrow.
“Welcome, Xiyan. I’ve been waiting for you for a long time. Where’s Wanwan?” Old Master Fu was standing in the courtyard exercising. Even though his 80th birthday was over, he was still hale and hearty. Watching Qiao Xiyan coming over, he stretched his legs slightly. “Quickl ...
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