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In Linjiang's dining hall.

Even though it had been many years, the room was still packed to the brim, and one had to book a spot for it.

In the evening, the green military jeep stopped at the door. Qin Yinian picked up his son with his strong arms, then held his little girl as the family of three strolled into the restaurant.

Restaurant Manager had long since welcomed them at the door