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... had said a great deal, but the only words echoing in Song Mingsong’s mind were two.
Silver!
“Silver, Little Chi, you…”
Almost subconsciously, Song Mingsong was about to ask further.
But the old man’s reaction wasn’t slow; he instantly turned around and then forcefully stopped the following words.
He just stared at his grandson with a strange look in his eyes, a different color emerging from their depths. Although he knew Song Chi had no small encounters, h ...
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