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... i Xi had even put on makeup to cover her red eyes.

Hua Manor.

The few of them were in the living room, and the atmosphere was heavy.

Hua Wenyin was no longer crying, but she was forcing a smile.

Grandpa Hua was sitting at the head of the table. When he saw Shi Xi enter, he sighed first.

“Grandpa.” Shi Xi stood up straight.

“Grandpa is here to apologize to you.” Grandpa Hua’s tone was heavy and sorrowful. “If I hadn’t heartlessly broken Wenyin up an ...

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