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Forgive the short one, Le Xiaomi. Yan Yuhuang nearly carried her and threw her onto the sofa.

Rubbing her butt that was hurting from the fall, Le Xiaomi glared at Yan Yuhuang. She stood up almost without a pause and prepared to leave.

"Sit down!" His voice was cold and commanding.

Le Xiaomi was so frightened that she immediately sat back down.

As soon as she sat down, she started crying