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"It's past nine, hurry up and get out of bed, we're going to look at houses together!" On the first day of the New Year, Yao Jiping woke him from his deep slumber bright and early.
The persistent "buzzing" sound of the vacuum cleaner, along with the knocking on the door and the drawing of curtains, completely drove away Xu Qingfan's desire to sleep.
Forced to poke his head out of the blankets, he was met with the intense sunlight streaming through the window that made it hard to open his eyes. Guessing it was indeed around nine, "She didn't lie after all," mumbled Qingfan as he got up and changed his clothes.
After coming out of his room, Xia Xiaoxiao, Lin Jing, and Wu Lingyu were all sitting in the living room, "Auntie, good morning. Yu, weren't you going home today?"
