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... er gave to his father, Bai Tingfeng sat on the chair beside the bed.

Bai Xiang glanced at his son. It seemed his son had something to talk to him.

"What is it?" Bai Xiang asked Bai Tingfeng before Bai Tingfeng opened his mouth.

"Father, I have meant to ask you about what happened six months ago." Bai Tingfeng started.

Since Bai Xiang woke up, he had been accompanied by Bai Xifeng. So, Bai Tingfeng did not have a chance to ask Bai Xiang about the matter. Now, Bai X ...

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