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... ao Yingjun stirred the noodles a bit with his chopsticks. Bursts of delicate fragrances flowed to his nose, stimulating his appetite immensely. Of course, he was still just as conflicted as before, as he didn’t really like noodles.
Looking around him, he found that everybody else was enjoying their meals happily.
Zhao Yingjun looked at the empty plate with only the flower garnishes left and heaved a sigh: “Ai.”
“Boss Yuan, the serving of prawns is much too lit ...
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