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't make me angry anymore!"A hoarse voice, tinged with a faint tenderness, in this already enchanting amber light, held a kind of silent comfort, or perhaps one could say, a yielding flavor. It allowed...pulled shut the unsteady door behind him. He dashed across the bathroom, flung open the other door, entered Jiang Wulan's room, and closed the door behind him.Jiang Po Lang saw his older brother come...