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... ned home, she brought the packed food to Nangong Kunpeng, intending to take his pulse and check how the poison was clearing.
“Dad, how do you feel today?” Nangong Beiying entered the room and asked as she placed the food on the table.
“Is it Yingying? Don’t worry, your father is much better. You’ve been working so hard on the family matters lately, it must be tough,” Nangong Kunpeng said with a loving gaze at his only daughter.
If he could, he wouldn’t want her to inherit ...
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