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The gossip continued, but Qing Qing behind him didn't hear it clearly, and her thoughts flew far away.

"Qingqing, I can't find anything delicious to eat. Why don't you give it a try?" Ang Jingcheng came back with a plate of pasta in one hand and a plate of Egg Fried Rice in the other.

Qing Qing took the pasta from Ang Jingcheng and sniffed it. She said, "I like it. Give me a fork or something