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Huo Moting couldn't hold back his laughter. Gu Xiaoxiao felt that Huo Moting's face was a bit pale because the lamp's light was white.

"Have you had dinner tonight?"

Huo Moting nodded. When he went back home, he ate the bread on the table.

"Are you not feeling well, or are you having an unpleasant conversation with your father-in-law today?"

Huo Moting said, "Indeed