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The two of them went to the kitchen and opened the lid of the pot. They saw that there was an iron bracket in the pot filled with hot water. On the bracket was food for the two of them.

Lin Mo looked at the minced eggplant and red braised pork in the bowl and felt bitter. These were the two dishes that she liked to eat. Lin Mo sniffed and did not say anything. She brought out the food and finished lunch with Lu Zhen.

The two of them finished eating and cleaned up the kitchen together. It was already past three in the afternoon, but Lei Ming had yet to return.

Lin Mo was a little uneasy. When she sat in the living room, her gaze kept drifting to the door.

When it was almost dark, Lei Ming finally returned. Seeing Lin Momo, Lei Ming looked a little embarrassed. He was silent for a few seconds before saying, "I'm sorry, Momo."

Lin Mo's tears fell at once, and then she sobbed.