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Liang Kean returned home, it was almost ten o'clock.
Liang's mother sat on the porch knitting a sweater. Seeing him come back, she hurriedly put down her work to greet him, "Why so late? Who did you go to dinner with? You didn't drink, did you?"
Liang Kean was tired, hungry and thirsty. Upon hearing this, he immediately felt a surge of anger.
"Have dinner? My bike was kicked over, I had to push it all the way back."
Liang's mother showed a look of distress and anger on her face as she bent down to check where the bicycle was damaged.
"Who would do such a vile thing?"
"Shen Hongmei."
Liang's mother was stunned, then anger spread across her face. "That little wench came to find you? She still harbors designs on you? Kean, you must be on your guard, don't let her beguile you with her tricks. Our Liang family has a good reputation, and we absolutely cannot allow such a dubious woman to enter our doors."