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Ye Qianzhi leaned against the window, peering curiously through the narrow gap at everything in the courtyard.,Leading the way was a white-haired, taciturn woman, who appeared to be around fifty years old. Following behind her was a middle-aged woman with a pretty face and a smile that made her seem kind and gentle. However, a fleeting calculating glint in her eyes made Ye Qianzhi realize that this woman was probably not as straightforward as she seemed.,He glanced at the steaming white porridge and red-braised meat, then forced his head away, refusing to look in that direction again.。