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Yang Wang had ordered, and Tong Sanlang had no choice but to walk away, but his gaze never left Qiao Xiaomai.
Qiao Xiaomai, looking unwell, crawled into the tent. Although he was puzzled, he did not follow her.
It was daytime, clearly not a good moment for conversation. He’d wait for the night.
As dusk approached quickly, he used his light-footedness to return to the manor’s kitchen and rustled up a simple dinner. Eating at Extremely Flavours every day, Qiao C ...
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