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... , some were worried.
In the evening, Mr. Song sat on a recliner, listening to music, tapping his fingers to the rhythm.
He was quite satisfied with the banquet today.
But before he could enjoy it for long, the music suddenly stopped.
"What happened?"
He opened his eyes and saw his wife standing there with a sullen expression.
"What’s with you now?"
"What happened? Do I need to say?"
Old Madam Song glared at him with displeasure.
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