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"Is Wang Chao there?"
Mai Xiaomai had a sense of foreboding and asked cautiously.
"Wang Chao... passed away..."
The woman's voice choked, "I'm his wife."
"What?"
Mai Xiaomai's heart sank, "How is that possible? I just saw him last night."
"He just left in the early hours today, died from a sudden heart attack."
Wang Chao's wife cried hoarsely, "Who are you?"
"I'm his old classmate, just met him yesterday. Where do you live? I'd like to see him one last time."
Mai Xiaomai felt heavy-hearted, never expecting to hear such a tragic fact about a recently reunited old friend.
"Thank you, we suddenly have such an event; we really don't have the time to host you. We appreciate your kindness, and Wang Chao's spirit will too."
Wang Chao's wife declined to say.
Mai Xiaomai furrowed his brow.
At first, Wang Chao's wife sounded very sorrowful, but now, her tone seemed somewhat inappropriate, almost extremely calm.
