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... eating, his dark eyes glanced at the fish soup she had placed in front of him. Without saying anything, he reached out and took it, drinking it in one gulp.

Then he wrinkled his brow, put down the bowl, and complained, "Too much salt."

Enna Clark saw him drinking happily and thought he found the flavor good too, but then he complained it was too salty. Enna was left feeling a bit disheartened.

However, she wasn’t a cook and didn’t feel defeated or anything, the feeling o ...

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Synopsis: Zhang Wei was a born in small village of Haland country in earth, he was neither extremely rich nor academically excellent.

His mother died in an accident few years after his birth, leaving him alone with his father. His father was an alcoholic, unable to take the grief of his wife's death, he started gambling and occasionally beating Zhang Wei.

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Zhang Wei was eight years old, when he lost both of his parents, finally unable to live at the small village he left in fear of being caught by police.

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Yu Lei, his wife screamed hysterically in anger, showing him a picture on her phone.

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Even after all this, Zhang Wei stood there with expressionless look.

Seventeen years have passed, the last time he accidentally killed his father... After seventeen years he wanted to kill someone again, and she was “Hao Yue.”

Zhang Wei was not working rather living by leeching of his lovely wife Ye Lie.

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