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"Aiya, it's really Little Ruo!" In the distance, Chu Qiao ran over.

"Uncle Uncle Qiao!" Zhou Xiaoruo's tears fell like rain.

For a moment, the entire courtyard was filled with crying sounds that reached all the way to the room.

Chu Tianzhen could not help but mutter: "In the middle of the day, who is going to cry?!"

A maid smiled and said, "It's Miss Little Ruo who has returned