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Mo Qianxun was startled for a moment, then nodded his head and laughed: "Un, Yi Mo, your children are indeed worthy of praise. I don't have such good fortune. If only I had such a lovely child. "

As he spoke, his eyes swept across An Yimo, but he quickly retracted them, not daring to meet An Yimo's gaze.

Seeing his expression, An Yimo felt that it was a little strange