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Lin Feng, who was sitting on the wooden chair, looked at the rice paper on the table in a daze. He did not pick up the brush for a long time.

"Most importantly, when I said I wanted to see his granddaughter, he immediately rejected me as if I wanted to go to his house to snatch money. Do I look like I want to eat her precious granddaughter?" Lin Zheng looked at Lin Feng. "Did you hear that?!"

Lin Feng came back to his senses. He didn't care about the Miss Jiang that Lin Zheng was talking about at all. He replied to Lin Zheng absent-mindedly, "Since they've found her, we'll have a chance to meet in the future."

At night, Lin Zheng was about to go upstairs to rest when he suddenly saw Lin Feng sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching the Spring Festival Gala on television. His expression was very serious and focused.