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y, Lin Meng felt restless. Maybe she should give Rong Ling a call and hear his thoughts. The child... he deserved to know about this child too. He... also had the right to know. He... perhaps would......very three hours!""Not rush!"Miao Qing heavily patted Ruan Chengyang's shoulder, then quickly took out her phone and made a few calls. After that, a hint of lightness appeared on her face."Rong Ling i...