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... tapped his finger slowly on his son’s tiny body.
She wanted to take her father home but where was he going to find someone for her to take home?
“We’ll talk when we get home.” Chu Ningyi could only provide this answer.
Now, it seems that Shui Anluo’s reliance on her father has increased. This ball was rolling and growing bigger. Perhaps it might continue until he could no longer control it, then it would explode.
The journey back seemed faster than their journey to France ...
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