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... delight.
Meng Yao held onto Ange, her face full of indescribable complexity.
Zhao Dahe was at a loss for words, glancing at Meng Yao, then Ange, sighing and shaking his head.
"What’s with your expression?" Meng Yao was puzzled.
"Mom, you..." Zhao Dahe couldn’t articulate anything, letting out a long sigh instead.
"Ange, be good. Go with your brother, and I’ll make you something to eat, okay?" Meng Yao said.
Ange clung tightly to Meng Yao, shaking ...
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