"I already have a man."
As Tang Yu's words fell, the entire dining room plunged into an eerie silence.
Táng Zémíng narrowed his eyes, Táng Zéchéng wore a look of astonishment, and even Mother Táng, who was just about to leave, stopped in her tracks. She turned her head back to look at Tang Yu, a ripple disturbing the otherwise dead, motionless surface of her gaze.
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