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... s. Only a thin but strong figure sat paralyzed. Long light green fabric sofa. The small glass tea table was cluttered with stacks of ashtrays, and the mess was not enough to describe this room full of wine and musty smell.
Qi Wenyuan threw the newspaper that had been crumpled in his hands and smashed it to the ground. His long legs stretched hard toward the coffee table. After the action, the sound of something broke. The crystal ashtray smashed into a pile of broken particles on the grou ...
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