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Looking at Little Treasure's figure, Gu Luocheng let out a sigh. He slowly turned around and looked at Feng Yang, "Am I not responsible now?" He was not a good father now.

"Don't think too much into it, the soup is ready. Send it over to Xingyue." As Feng Yang spoke, he poured out all the soup and gave it to Gu Luocheng. Right now, both of them needed to rest