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... er this door, you should thank your last eight generations of ancestors for such luck!”
“If I knew who they were I would definitely pay my respects and thank them.” Yang Chen pouted. Isn’t it so? I don’t even know who my parents are.
Taking off his shoes, he entered the small flat that Mo Qianni was renting alone. Yang Chen could smell a light lemon fragrance.
Once the light was switched on, the furnishing of the flat became visible. There was a simple moon-white sofa, a wall-m ...
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