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Xiao Yao felt his chest tighten. "What kind of person are you? You're my father, so wouldn't I just give you a few words of praise? How could I make things difficult for you?" But you...

Xiao Xin didn't care about that. His face was full of viciousness and he almost raised his fist, "Smelly brat, stop with that mushroom. Quickly hand it over to me."

"Humph!" Xiao Yao gritted his teeth in anger