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"An An, it's a piece of cake!"

Teng Yiyang smiled as if he didn't see her darkened face.

Ji An'an didn't want to serve him any food, but when her son looked up at her in confusion, she suppressed her unwillingness and took the bowl from him.

It was a small matter, but he liked the way she looked at home.

It was as if he had returned to the past