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... Xian listened with awe, proud to have such ancestors.
But in Xia Ye’s memory, it was just a small effort.
That time, a few good meals the officer bought her were enough to even things out, she thought.
Jiang Xuan didn’t talk much; while listening, he helped the little girl count how many rules she had broken according to what Pus had described.
He didn’t punish her, just counted.
Both parties weren’t familiar, but the meal went very harmoniously.
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