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Drawing tenth blood!

On the same morning.

The television in the living room at Zhang Ye's parents' house was also replaying the Spring Festival Gala. From the sound of it, the rebroadcast seemed to have already reached Zhang Yuanqi's "Where Has the Time Gone?" song.

The shouting of Zhang Ye's mother came from outside the bedroom.

"Son, are you up yet?"

"I'm up, Mom."

"Come and have breakfast."

"Alright. Where's Old Wu?"

"She's making breakfast for you, so come out quickly."

"OK, I'm coming."

They were having leek dumplings for breakfast.

The moment Zhang Ye came out of his bedroom, he could immediately smell the aroma of the food.

Wu Zeqing was holding a pair of chopsticks. "Why didn't you sleep a while longer?"

Zhang Ye sighed and said, "I wanted to, but there were so many calls the entire morning. Everyone was calling to say thanks or offer their congratulations, so how could I get back to sleep?"

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