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The corners of Liang Wangheng's lips curled up in a smile after he succeeded, and he fed a few mouthfuls of soup to Lin Hai Sheng, then coaxed her to eat some food. Lin Hai Sheng was very obedient, and that feeling, in Madame Liang's words, was, "Hurry, Little Heng is feeding his daughter."

Upon hearing these words, Liang Yingheng's hand trembled and the soup spilled onto the table