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... ust because his son had returned home. He casually gulped down a few mouthfuls, then realizing the taste was off, he put down his chopsticks and propped his elbow on the table, studying his son intently as the little boy ate.
The little boy’s way of eating and his habits were strikingly similar to Zhu Qianying’s, devouring his food at incredible speed, yet mysteriously maintaining composure.
On the contrary, it made those watching feel that this little boy was remarkably easy to ...
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