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... also put down his chopsticks tightly, tightened his fingertips, and clearly saw from Ah He’s evasive demeanor and the dullness in her eyes. This was exactly what he had hoped for, yet the pain in his chest was undeniable.
During that meal, he couldn’t even tell if he had looked more at Qiaoqiao or at Ah He.
Mr. Sang Senior, after finishing his meal, could only think of playing chess for entertainment, but his poor sportsmanship often led to no one wanting to play with him.
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