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Early summer, the morning light was bright.

Qin Fanxing, who had just passed the age of three last week, rubbed her eyes cutely and ran down the stairs on her short legs.

In the kitchen, Qin Yinian, who was wearing an apron, was standing in front of the stove. Every day, as long as he wasn't missing a mission, he would prepare breakfast for his wife and children in the morning