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... ure would give him an edge.
Xu Xinnian glanced at Xu Qian and raised his chin. “A bird in the sky, a worm on the ground, the bird swooped down, the worm flew up.”
Xu Lingyue covered her mouth as she giggled. Xu Qian glared at her and she looked down, her cheeks pink.
‘I want to punch him for spitting such poison…’ Xu Qian gritted his teeth. The poem was written by the host when he was ten years old. That year, his aunt’s father had come to teach the children the basics of li ...
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