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... from his grasp, his gaze fixed intently on the sweetheart, burning with eagerness.
Gu Anxi propped up her chin. "Is it this tile? If it is, I’ve won. A pure suit."
She stretched out her hand. "Money, please."
Old Master Bo looked; indeed, it was a pure suit.
He then glanced at his own tiles. That discarded tile would have given him a ready hand. Normally, he would never have allowed it, but how could a ready hand be more important than his granddaughter-in-law, w ...
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