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“I know, father.” Zhao Anqi nodded in understanding.
After seeing that his daughter was so sensible and not as noisy as before, the tenderness in Zhao Desheng’s eyes grew even more.
“My good daughter, I’m very pleased that you’re so sensible. It seems that you’ve learned something in the Academy this time.”
Then, his expression changed. “The main family has gone too far. They really think that I, Zhao Desheng, am easy to bully. This time, I will let them see ...
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