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"Scram, get lost now."

The drunk Ye Yihang grabbed Shen Qing'er's arms and bellowed.

"Get out! Get out right now!"

Since Shen Qing'er was his and he was alone, no one could take her away from him. Instinctively, they hugged Shen Qing'er even tighter.

Uncle Lin's old and weak body trembled under Ye Yihang's roar.

Even though Ye Yihang's temper wasn't good, he had never gotten so angry