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... such a person.

When descending from the balcony on the top floor, Xu Tingsheng’s face had already regained its calmness, that genial smile. Apart from his body still being a little weak, there were no other abnormalities that one would possibly be able to spot from him.

A hand around his shoulder, Mr Xu accompanied him as they went back downstairs.

Mrs Xu was currently busying herself in the kitchen.

Apple stood at the door to the kitchen. Xu Tingsheng watched for ...

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