Finn Ji held two jars of preserved eggs in his hands.
Hudson Xiao himself was relaxed, with only a book bag on his back.
The sun had not yet set when they arrived.
"Sir, it's not dark yet, and you want to come here to have a meal?" Landon complained.
He saw that the West Garden was obviously different from other places in the Xiao Mansion, and was as bleak as the rumors said. Just standing at the door, I felt the cold wind blowing.
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