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Sìxiàng swept through with a great wind howling, Chen Xing perched on its shoulders, legs crossed, one hand resting on Sìxiàng's head, propping up his own head.
Chen Lingya, who was about to open the envelope, lit up at the sight of her younger brother. She pocketed the letter and walked over briskly. "Little brother."
"Your team is seriously slow," Chen Xing commented. "Oh, and someone sent you a letter. What does it say?"
"It's nothing," Chen Lingya shook her head, not wanting to involve her brother.
Chen Xing stretched out his hand and opened it, "Let me take a look."
Chen Lingya was silent for a moment. "I can handle it."
"Then there should be no problem showing me what it says."
Unable to resist Chen Xing, Chen Lingya took out the letter from her bosom and opened it.
Chen Xing walked over and stood beside his sister, looking down.
