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... the kitchen for too long, her forehead and nose were covered with small beads of sweat. I didn’t know if she was really busy or she deliberately wanted to show that she was busy. Not only was she wearing an apron, but she was also carrying a large cooking spoon in her hand. When she showed that gentle smile that could melt people, I knew what she was thinking… If I dare to say that Mrs. Hou and I were made for each other, she would hit my face with that cooking spoon without any hesitation…

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