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... on Zhao Rui's forehead.
The purplish-red flush hadn't even fully receded from his face before a new layer of humiliated fury painted it a sickly green.
"Snobbish bastards who judge people by their appearance!" Zhao Rui cursed under his breath at the tightly shut wooden door, though his voice lacked any real conviction.
Old Qian stood to the side, wringing his hands, his expression uglier than if he were crying.
Su Ming stood quietly, his eyelids lowered, as if eve ...
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