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Yan Qingyi's expression immediately turned cold, she pulled at Yuan Ha's hand and walked in front of Yan Ruyan, then pointed at Yuan Ha's bed and said, "Pick up the rubbish on her bed for me!"

"Ha!" Yuan Hai sneered, "Are you my father or my mother? If you want me to pick it up, I'll pick it up! "

"Since only your parents can order you around, then alright, I'll make you cry for your parents