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... ot know who he was calling. He peeked toward the kitchen, where his wife stood frozen in place, still feeling sad about the marinated pork.
"Well, um, Benefactor," Niu Fuzhi began, twisting his hands together. "You were saying..?"
Before Li Banfeng could answer, Niu Fuzhi stopped himself. He felt he should not ask. He absolutely could not ask. Asking questions at a moment like this would be horribly rude.
After all, Li Qi was not just his benefactor. He was the benefactor ...
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