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... so go and wait on the sofa! There’s some fruit on the coffee table—have some! Let your brother do it!”
Ye Mufan also frantically nodded while he had his apron on. “How could a girl do such rough work?! I’ll do it!”
And so, Ye Wanwan had no choice but to move to the sofa.
Ye Shaoting, who had been hesitant to speak the whole night, cleared his throat and sat down next to his daughter. He furtively probed, “Wanwan, where’s Little Ninth… ahem, I mean, President Si? Why ...
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