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He looked a little weak. His face was pale, and there was cyanotic under his skin. He was in a bad state of mind.
"I didn't find anything wrong with him. He just has chest tightness and dizziness! It's nothing serious! Qiaoqiao, didn't you bring your two children to play today? Uncle likes playing chess with Little Xiaogun very much! I'll bring him more games in the future. Uncle will teach him more moves!" A middle-aged man wearing a vintage silk gown said kindly, and he looked at Ye Qiao.
In Ye Qiao's heart, Qiao Pu was a true Confucian businessman.
He was elegant, well-mannered, and seemed to be aloof from worldly affairs. The one who had been in power behind the scenes in the Qiao family all these years, and the one who had been scheming, was actually his grandmother.