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Han YI screamed.

Xia Qingya sneered and sent a slap across the face, throwing the little girl into the driver's seat and slamming her head heavily into the car.

Grasping her hair fiercely, he swore, "To me, it's not your mommy at all. Look carefully at who I am! "You little beast!"

"Wuwuwu …" "You bad woman, why are you pretending to be my mother? Let go of me, you bad woman