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Dong Zhi then gently followed Lin Zisang over, and waited until they were in front of Si Xin Hong before gently kowtowing.

"Young master."

Si Xin Hong sat at the table and smiled at the Winter Solstice. "Winter Solstice Sis."

When Dong Zhi saw his warm words, he also thought of Si Xin Hong as a child of ten. He didn't think much of Si Xin Hong, but his disguise on face was still there