Mrs. Jane stopped the cab, the driver asked her where to go, the people of this place, warm and cheerful, listening to the not quite standard Mandarin, picky habitual Mrs. Jane, at the moment, but not in the mood to be picky. Just about to answer the driver's question, the phone vibrated, a nervous grip on the phone, staring at the name of the caller for a while. Mrs. Jane was hesitant, if she didn't answer it, she could still delay it for some time, once this call was answered, there was no way for her to refuse it anymore. The long cell phone ringtone finally extinguished the sound, Mrs. Jane did not have time to breathe a sigh of relief, that magic sound like ringtone relentlessly rang again. Helplessly, she pressed the connect button, "Mor Bai ah." "Mom, you got off the plane, right?" On the phone was Jane Mo Bai's anxious pressing question, "Mom, you go
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