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"...That's just how it is." The speaker was a child with shiny, jet-black hair that fell straight down. Her willow-shaped eyebrows framed bright almond eyes that sparkled as she looked at people. The slight curl of her thick eyelashes when she looked at someone seemed to have a natural touch of amusement.,After thinking about it, He Minmin felt uneasy. “Let me take care of the child with you,” she said. It’s always better to have two people than one when things get chaotic.,"Baby, I'm going to see Auntie Minmin off. I'll be back soon."。