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Zhang Shan held her breath against Su Mo and You Yun. She couldn't go up or down.

An Shi sat there, holding his bowl. He glanced at Zhang Shan, then looked at You Yun and Xiao Mo, who were lying on top of the food. Finally, his gaze landed on the society. "Father."

Hearing An Shiyi's voice, everyone turned to look. The society couldn't help but feel a little helpless, "Miss Zhang Shan