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"What's wrong with you? Are you upset?"

"Father, I can't take it anymore..." Zhao Qiyu clenched her fists tightly. Her eyes were blood-red, as if she was trying her best to hold back something. Her expression kept changing.

"I can't wait any longer. They, they are going to..."

Zhao Qi frowned and raised his hand to interrupt Zhao Qiyu's words