Although Duan Fengting’s smile was warm, Jiang Wanyi still felt a hint of a chill.
The news often reported on Duan Fengting’s benevolent acts, such as funding impoverished students and establishing charitable foundations; the refined elder before her certainly lived up to his public image. However, up close, things felt different.
Duan Fengting left after a few more pleasantries. His back was as straight as a pine, and one could never tell he was nearing sixty.
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