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... Zhan Qipei poured a glass of hot water for Qiao Jing.
“Rest well, I’m going to cook.”
Zhan Qipei had just brought the dishes out from the kitchen when the doorbell rang.
Qiao Jing stood up, intending to open the door, but the man was one step ahead of her and reached the doorway.
“Just sit on the sofa.”
After opening the door, Su Manhan and Zhan Nanqing walked straight in, not even glancing at the apron Zhan Qipei was wearing.
They were used to it ...
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