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Lu Yiyao's hand clenched into a fist, and his nails dug into his palms inch by inch.

Nothing could escape the eyes of this' father '.

He was indeed a powerful person.

Lu Jinhui paused to catch his breath.

Lu Yiyao took a cup of ginseng tea brewed by the nurse and placed it next to his mouth.

This seemed to be the first time, he personally fed the water to Lu Jinhui