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... garding this, Qi Chuan did not speak; he simply patted his aunt’s back to comfort her.
His uncle was the same, just watching his aunt cry, only occasionally offering a word or two of comfort.
In his heart, Ah Chuan was like his son, so only he could truly understand the feelings his wife was experiencing at this moment, which resonated with his own.
After a while, his aunt’s sobbing gradually subsided.
Subsequently, Qi Chuan and his uncle and aunt sat down togethe ...
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