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... e to your door and make amends to you.”

Lin Qingyin took a bite at the sweet and juicy peach, and then happily shook her head: “He doesn’t need to make amends with me, just do my homework.”

Mother Jiang didn’t know whether Lin Qingyin was joking or angry. She agreed awkwardly and carefully asked Lin Qingyin’s address. She planned to wait for her husband to come back and then the three of them will visit to thank her again.

After coming out of the Jiang family, Lin Qingyin stopp ...

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