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... r. Si’s sickroom door, clenching his teeth as he knocked.
However, it was Sang Qiao’s voice that answered, “Come in.”
Only then did Liang Qiran turn the doorknob and open the door. He did not dare to look at Sang Qiao, his gaze fixed squarely on Mr. Si lying on the sickbed. He strode over, “Mr. Si, I have something I need to discuss with you, about yesterday.”
“Speak,” Si Chenli said without even lifting his eyelids, his thin lips barely parting.
Liang Qiran could ...
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