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... d the situation in the next room with his hearing. Knowing that Old Xia had just finished washing and Tang Baona and Yang Zhen’er were still sound asleep, he texted back: “At the front door.”

As Xiang Kun stepped out of his room, Xia Libing also came out of her room—an occurrence within Xiang Kun’s expectations.

They looked at each other without uttering a word, and together, headed towards the elevator.

Once they got inside the elevator, Xia Libing looked over at him and ...

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