Zhang Ping wolfed down the small bread roll the police had given him and drank a glass of water, only then managing to regain a shred of composure. He looked at Qian Duo and offered a soft, "Thank you."
Qian Duo waved his hand, signaling it was unnecessary.
Qian Dachai had arrived as well. Dragged out in the middle of the night by Qian Duo, he had assumed some disaster had occurred, only to learn from a recorded phone conversation that the woman he had lived with all these years was actually another man's wife. More sickeningly, the boy he had held in the palm of his hand as his rightful heir, Qian Duo, was the biological son of that woman and her lover. His own wife, meanwhile, had long since passed away.
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