After listening to this old story, Shen Wuduan was silent for a long time.
He is a man who loves to laugh. Even if he doesn't speak, he can be charming just by raising his eyebrows. Although the years have left traces of aging on him, they have also fermented his former frivolity into a deep intoxication.
But now, Shen Wuduan lowered his eyebrows and eyes, staring at the small silver pot on the table. After a long time, he said: "So, that's it."
After saying this, he picked up the small silver pot, stood up, and passed by Finn Ye without saying another word.
It's not that he is indifferent, but in Shen Wuduan's opinion, since Duan Qing is still alive, it is not his turn to comment no matter whether he is blamed or scolded.
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