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During dinner, the atmosphere at the Hai Family's dining table was somewhat oppressive.
Hai Shen, who seldom came home, focused on his meal, seemingly in a rather good mood.
Hai Shuangjie's face was as still as water; he held his chopsticks without moving for a long time.
"Uncle, why aren't you eating?" Hai Shen casually asked.
That question ignited Hai Shuangjie's anger, and he slammed his chopsticks down on the table, accusing, "Hai Shen, your sister is locked up and you're in a good mood?"
"Uncle, look at what you're saying, my sister being arrested doesn't exactly bring glory to my face! Why would I be in a good mood?" Despite claiming his mood was sour, Hai Shen added another half bowl of porridge to his meal.
"You… Are you trying to kill me with anger? If you're in such a good mood, why are you eating so much?" The little bastard was clearly taking pleasure in the disaster.
