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Xia Ying shook her head helplessly. It wasn't that she didn't see the look in the father and son's eyes, she just pretended that she didn't see it.

The little guy rubbed its hands excitedly at its father. Just as Yang Xichen was preparing to walk towards the peddler at the side, he was called by Xia Ying, "Wait, I don't want it anymore, don't buy it for me