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Chapter 1657: Dad
. 。" Lu Qinghan's face turned pale in an instant, as white as paper. He felt like his hand, which was exerting strength, had been caught in a meat grinder and squeezed tightly. 。Tang Wulin swayed hi...set eyes, and handsome features were striking. Even with his discerning gaze, such a man as a son-in-law would satisfy any father simply from his looks. 。However, his aura was clearly only that of a...