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... in self-mockery. Lin Jiazhong was neither a fool nor deaf—how could he not hear the sound of so many bricks being moved back and forth repeatedly?
And now...
Lin Yuan’s gaze fixed on the room where Lin Yongcheng was, knowing that ever since Lin Yongle’s incident, this Lin Yongcheng had also become much more well-behaved, returning home by Lin Fugui’s ox cart after school every day, playing the good boy.
But at this hour, he still hadn’t gotten up and left the house—could ...
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