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When Jiang Mingzhu was folding flowers, she heard the footsteps of the two people and stood up to greet them.,Jiang Mingzhu's ears turned red and she lowered her eyes, her lips slightly pursed, with a hint of redness in her eye sockets, her face bearing a look of repressed grievance.,Ginger Mingzhu watched Zhan Yubai's back, twirling the coffee cup in her hand, fell into deep thought.。