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"Mommy!" I laughed as I turned around, but I forgot about the wound on my left shoulder. "Ah!" I couldn't help but cry out. I reckoned that the wound had opened up again …

"Little Yun!" Mom anxiously ran over to my side. "What's going on?"

"Mom, I'm fine" when I said these words, I was already in a daze, finally really unable to hold on, fell into Mom's warm embrace

"Xiao Yan, where did your master go?" After settling me down, Chen Yan explained everything to my mother. In the end, my mother angrily said, "Xiao Yun was injured to this extent, why isn't he accompanying me?"

"Mistress, Master has some matters to attend to. He should be back soon …" I think that when Chen Yan said this, he probably lacked the courage to do so.

When I heard that mom is dad's senior sister, and mom dotes on me so much, this time, I should be able to take back all the grievances I've suffered these days, right?!]

"Oh, Xiao Yan, you can leave first." His mother had finally calmed down with much difficulty. She looked at Chen Yan and said calmly.

"Ok, mistress," Chen Yan said indifferently. After he finished speaking, he turned around and left …

"Mommy!" I slowly opened my eyes and looked at Mommy who was sitting on the bed. "Mommy, I'm scared!"

"You're such a big girl, why are you still crying?" Mom helped me wipe the tears from the corner of my eyes, trying hard not to cry. "Little Yun, how is your life here?"

"Okay!" I nodded, "Mum, am I not daddy's daughter?"

"Silly child, what nonsense are you spouting now?" Mother lightly tapped my forehead. "You're my parents' precious daughter, how could you not be my biological child?"

"Then why does father not like me?" I looked at mother with grievance. At this moment, the door was pushed open by someone …

"Zhou Yun, what nonsense are you spouting now?" Dad looked at me helplessly. "I really hope you're a child I picked up."

"Zhou Zilong!" His mother looked at her father with a dark expression. "What's wrong with Little Yun, why are you still trying to provoke her?"

"Xiu" 's father looked at his mother with a wronged expression. "It was obviously Little Yun who wronged me first, alright?"

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"Little Yun, how are you wronged?" Mom looked at her father in grief. "Zi Long, I admit that you are an outstanding coach. But can you be a good father while you are a teacher?"

"It seems that mother wants to help me teach father a lesson. But, am I wrong?"

"Alright, I agree to you!" His father felt somewhat guilty and happily agreed to his mother's request. "I will be a good father, but I will not give up my own career!"

'It's so awkward, 'I thought helplessly as I laid on the bed.' Who can help me build a platform for me to go down? I admit that it was my fault to complain to my mother, but can you not punish me like this? '

"Cough cough!" Just as I was feeling very embarrassed, the sound of an old man coughing outside the door, and the sound of a cane hitting the floor, followed by a very familiar sound …

"Zi Long, all these years, your care for Xiao Yun hasn't been enough!" It was an old voice that sounded very high-pitched, "This time, Xiao Yun is injured. Let Ah Xiu take her back, or else you won't have time to take care of her!"

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