They were both people of few words, but Feng Yang was quite the talker. He kept chatting with Leng Qiutong and serving her food: "My cooking skills are just average. Tomorrow, I'll call Xiao Fu and Nan Xi over to cook for you. Their dishes are really delicious.""There's no need to trouble them," Leng Qiutong replied, as she was not one to cause inconvenience."It's no trouble at all. They are good friends of Wanwan, closer than siblings. They have a very strong bond."At the mention of "Wanwan," Leng Qiutong paused in her eating, looked up at him, and asked, "Is that your disciple's name?""Yes, she's a girl, two years younger than Zhen'er. She's a mischievous and interesting child."Speaking of his beloved disciple, pride filled Feng Yang's eyes. Suddenly, he remembered something, turned slightly, and picked up a bag from the small sofa. From it, he took out two bank cards and handed them to his son, "Zhen'er, these are bank cards from the outside world. There's not much money i
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