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Xue Yuantong didn't linger in bed. As soon as Jiang Ning entered the kitchen, he saw her perched on a small stool, eyes fixated on the pot on the stove.
Aunt Gu lifted the lid, and steam rose, spreading the fragrance of dough. Xue Yuantong wanted to reach out but was afraid of getting burned.
"Jiang Ning, you're here," Aunt Gu greeted.
Jiang Ning nodded. He had nearly all his meals at Xue Yuantong's house this term. Jiang Ning wasn't just freeloading; he often bought ...
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