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... use he was angry that Mr. Bo’s eyes emitted a layer of firelight, his forehead veins bulged, and his face bore an imposing authority with a daunting presence.
His appearance startled everyone present, especially Mrs. Bo, who instinctively stopped the advancing Mr. Bo,
"Yuanshan, what are you doing? The child is rarely back. Let’s eat first. Whatever it is, we can talk after dinner."
When Mrs. Bo spoke, her voice unusually softened, her tone mellowed, and her usual firmnes ...
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