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The next day, as usual, Lin Jin arrived at her father's teahouse around ten o'clock.

That guy called Chen Jin had gone back last night. He probably thought that it would be better to play computer games at home. However, it seemed to be true.

"You're here. There's a takeout here, why don't you go send it off?" Dad had just made a couple of cups of tea, packed them in a take-out bag