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... What happened just now? However, before Qu Meng’er could sort out what had happened, she heard a boy’s voice. “I clearly heard the sound of a baby crying just now. Why isn’t it there now?”


“Little Xuan, could it be that you misheard? Why would there be the sound of a baby crying in this place?” As he spoke, the boy reached out and pulled his younger brother who was beside him. “Little Xuan, let’s go. Stop looking. Mom and dad are still waiting for us to go back home for dinner.”

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