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... entertain her whims. He didn’t bother glancing at her, flipping a page of the newspaper, taking a sip of his milk, and indifferently saying, "You’re not allowed to leave until you’ve finished it."
"Isn’t there room for negotiation?"
Even when Eleven clasps her hands together, tilts her head and pulls an adorable face, it doesn’t soften Gu Liancheng’s heart. He checks his wristwatch and says, "Aunt Fang, if she doesn’t finish her porridge within ten minutes, send more to her schoo ...
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