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... them curious about what was in his mind. The other looked sharper, with a sense of wildness in his eyes, making him look sexy and irresistible.

However, they paid no attention to their surroundings as they struggled to find the word to say.

Dai Zhiqiang was restless, while Dai Shenqiang was unperturbed. In the past, the younger brother was always unsure about everything. He would come to him to ask for advice every time.

But that same boy had grown up. There was almost no ...

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