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Hearing the middle-aged man's flattering words, Shaang Lingxiao's expression finally eased. The middle-aged man quietly let out a sigh of relief. It seemed he had said exactly what Young Master Shaang wanted to hear. This private room felt completely different from the harmonious, cheerful one with Bo Xingzhi. The air here was thick with flattery and unease. Shaang Lingxiao was irritated