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The little boy nestled in Rong Ling's arms, his dark eyes sometimes gazing at the computer and sometimes turning to look at Rong Ling's face. Occasionally he would nod or murmur "um," not sure if he u...ng the two kids the English instructions.Ruan Chengyang felt a little bored, like an outsider. This house didn't seem to have a place for him anymore. He thought sourly, "Where is the distance in our...