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Yi Xiaoyuan's house, a small guest room.

Yi Xiaoyuan pouted angrily, her eyes staring straight at Ling Yan who was standing at the door of the guest room, blocking her path, like an angry little kitten, as she berated.

"You, get out of my way, I'm going out!"

However, Yi Xiaoyuan, who was naturally gentle, could not utter a single word when he was angry