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... matter, it really is..." Elder Zhuo held back his anger.
"Is there anything more urgent than Xiaozhe eating?" Madam Jiang, the elder, said, "What about the rules?"
Elder Zhuo had no choice but to suppress his temper.
Jiang Zhe, holding a soup spoon, leisurely scooped up the soup, cooled it off, and put it into his mouth.
Madam Jiang ignored them, and she could rely on her age to justify her behavior, but Jiang Zhe’s actions seemed a bit excessive, and the dissatis ...
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