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"My name is White Brook." She didn't have any hostility towards me, so she smiled warmly.

"White Brook, on the same generation as my son." I said a bit too much, but she was still smiling faintly, neither angry nor annoyed.

Lu Qinglang turned around and asked, "What's your son's name?"

"What a waste!" I missed him, and I don't know if he missed me.

Lu Qinglang wrinkled his nose