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The next day, Sunday.
Xin’an Community.
Shen Qing’s hair had grown a few centimeters, and she was squeezing in beside Ji Shaojun.
“Who exactly are those two people?” Shen Qing didn’t dare to stay outside, especially the old man, who always looked at people with scrutiny.
Ji Shaojun looked at her and repeated the same phrase, “It’s nothing.”
Shen Qing took a pile of fruit outside.
Ji Heng and the butler sat on the sofa, occasionally talk ...
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