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"So you're going to go find a job and then come back with a son" The short-haired girl was exasperated, her voice unconsciously rising a few decibels. "Lin Wan, you're twenty years old, not forty!",The baby hugged Lin Wan's neck, rubbing her face against Lin Wan's with a thin, yellowish face. Her unusually large eyes curved slightly.,Two days ago, I received a phone call to notify me of an interview at a company in the suburbs. Lin Wan is dizzy because she has submitted countless resumes and can't remember if she applied to that company.。