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es, gazing at him with captivating eyes and eyebrows, waiting silently.He thought for a moment, then gave her an explanation. "They have something I hold over them, rest assured, they won't dare make...t, growing tired of He Ya. A lover was inferior to a wife; she was nothing but plaything, coming and going as he pleased. Thus, towards He Ya, he had always been casual, saying good when it suited him...