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Gong Yehan rubbed Miao Xiaohui's head like a big brother, "Don't be so polite, are you hungry? I'll take you to a feast. "

Before Miao Xiaohui could make up her mind, her phone rang.

The madame paced around the hall, afraid that something might have happened to Miao Xiaohui. She sent someone to investigate, saying that there was a car accident at a crossroad near Hiroshima