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... . Leng pulled away and scrutinized Yan Mei. She furrowed her brows.

"You need to eat more. You're still skinny." Mrs. Leng commented, causing Yan Mei to giggle.

"Auntie, I have gained weight because my husband has been spoiling me with food!" Mrs. Leng stiffened as she looked up at Yan Mei.

"Husban-"She was cut off when she noticed Lei Zhao's presence.

"Who is this?" she smiled kindly.

Yan Mei turned around and stood beside Mrs. Leng.

Lei Zhao was ...

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