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... m a glass of water.

"Brother Jackson came back last year, right," Bob Ginger said with a smile, one hand holding the water cup, "My mom was really happy after mentioning you and my sister. She even secretly met you at the hospital without telling my parents. Do you remember? She really likes you."

"No impression." Koa Jackson replied calmly.

"I’m talking about my sister Zuri Ginger."

"I know." Koa Jackson curled his lips slightly, but there was no extra expression ...

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