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Smelling the fragrance of the braised meat, Ye Qianzhi's stomach growled even louder. She couldn't help but swallow her saliva.,He glanced at the steaming white porridge and red-braised meat, then forced his head away, refusing to look in that direction again.,So Ye Qianchi, the poor little thing with her father dead, her mother remarried, and no one to care for her, had a pitiful head.。