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Yuan Guomin had developed a thick skin over the years. Zhao Zhihong could admit to wetting the bed without blushing, so getting a spanking was no big deal. He even tried to reassure Zhao Zhihong, "Sis, don't get too worked up. It's not good for your heart. Besides, I know you're embarrassed, but it's fine. I don't mind."

"Sis, think about it. I've always been your good little brother