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Qin Qin crossed her arms in front of her chest and slightly raised her willow-like eyebrows as she looked at Qin Ying babbling nonstop before her. She couldn't help but sigh, noting that Qin Ying's thick-skinned nature was comparable to Lee Shuhua's. Indeed, like mother, like daughter.
"What's going on?!" A male voice rang out, followed by a boy about 1.7 meters tall approaching with the encouragement of two other boys.
Seeing Qin Ying crying and looking somewhat aggrieved, the boy went straight up to affectionately put an arm around Qin Ying's shoulders, his thick eyebrows furrowed, "Baby, what's wrong? Who bullied you!"
Qin Qin stared at the newcomer. The boy had a fair face, eyes like peach blossoms, and thin lips that always bore a mischievous smile, giving him the appearance of being flirtatious and amorous.