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By this time, Aunt Song had already delivered the things that belonged to her child and Xia Yi Qiao. When she saw them come over, she consciously went to take care of them.

The child was still being placed in the newborn baby's room, sleeping soundly. Ling Ao Jing looked at the little fellow, who had not opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with tenderness, joy, warmth, and love