After the meal, the servant withdrew the rice bowl.
Harper was sitting on the single sofa on one side. Noah was sitting on his hands, sitting on a couch by himself, with his long legs elegantly overlapped. At this moment, he was looking at Harper’s college transcript from last month.
Judging from the arc of the frown, you know how dissatisfied he is.
Harper felt that there was really nothing good.
The twins sat across from each other, their expressions looking a little serious.
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