bedside, filled with anxiety and worry.Since sending Song Junlin an email last night, until this morning at 9:30, Song Junlin hasn't replied to her with a single word.Given Song Junlin's personality,...Each villa has five or six steps leading straight up to the front door, which is an old-fashioned design style.

"You can just wait for me in the car."

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After a while, no one opened the door. Ou Yan pressed it twice more, thinking to herself that the old gentleman must be out.

She saw a crack under the door and decided to write a letter and slip the money through the gap.

Upon hearing the sound, Eu-yan turned back and asked, "Is that Grandpa Li"

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When Li Guang-hui heard the long-lost Mandarin, he put down his guard and asked with a touch of kindness, "Which family's child are you Why are you standing at my doorstep"

"It's Mr. Jiang who sent me here." Ou Yan saw him carrying a heavy object and took the initiative to step forward, saying softly, "May I help you carry that"

"Is Xiao Jiang the one who sent you here" Li Guangzhi, hearing this, snatched the shopping bag. "No, no, you won't be able to carry it alone as a girl..."Song Junlin's eyes showed endless sadness and worry.On the other hand, Uncle Song Chengzhi couldn't help but ask, "Does that little kid know medicine Could he go in and operate on Big Brother""Yeah, s...