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His gaze fell on the chaotic chess pieces, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions.
He pondered his relationship with his father and all the family dramas over the years.
Pei Jingchuan was lost in his thoughts when suddenly, a clear shout broke the silence of the study, startling him from his reverie.
The voice came from outside the study, calling his name. It carried a hint of urgency, interrupting Pei Jingchuan's solitude.
A wave of inexplicable anxiety surged in Pei Jingchuan's heart. The familiar, yet urgent voice seemed like Jiang Yuzhu's, instantly touching all his nerves.
He stood up from his seat in the study without any hesitation, his footsteps hurried as he moved towards the door.
Each step seemed unusually heavy, as if with each one, his heart grew heavier.
The light outside the door contrasted sharply with the tranquility of the study; Pei Jingchuan almost dashed out, his heart full of concern for Jiang Yuzhu.