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... ogation of Dai Yaling's neighbor for the movie show.

She was a woman in her mid sixties and as Jia approached her, she immediately felt as if she was one of those kind grandmother characters in a fairy tale. Her amiable and affectionate gaze set her heart at ease as if it was so natural.

It was at that time when Mingshen, who was terribly bored of babysitting Yun all by himself outside, marched in the theater with him.

Jia went straight to him and whispered urgently. "Why ...

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