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Ling Ao Jing and Ling Qing Ru looked at each other. Could it be that dad is here?

"I'm going to open the door." Aunt Song quickly wiped her hands and walked to the door. "Coming!"

Three pairs of eyes were staring straight at the entrance of the house. Who would come here in the middle of the afternoon?

When Aunt Song opened the door, there was a familiar woman standing there