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... help but mumble when he arrived at the dinner table. This was only the second time his wife had told him to drink more and drink to his heart's content. The previous time was already many years ago.
He saw that Chen Ping'an was purposely suppressing his fist intent, with his cheeks quickly flushing red after having two or three cups of wine. Li Er felt like something was amiss. What was this? Chen Ping'an was trying to get drunk and fall asleep so that he could avoid as many feasts of f ...
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