An hour later, in the kindergarten, the teacher kept staring at the three people who were chatting with the spicy sticks.
Now, as long as it wasn't anyone other than Mo Yangyang and Xie Xize who approached the Spicy Strips, they would be on high alert.
"Let me give you a piece of advice," Spicy Strip said to Xie Beizhao.
"What?"
"If he hands over the Xie family to you in the future, then your Xie family will have no future." Spicy Strip glanced at Xie Fengmian.
Xie Fengmian vomited blood.
"That's still your Xie family," said Xie Beizhao.
"My surname is Han!" Spicy Strip replied expressionlessly.
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Two more days passed.
The old lady could finally come out. Mo Yangyang brought the Spicy Strips and Lan Dongzhi to pick her up.
She hadn't seen her for many days. Mo Yangyang wanted to see her as soon as possible, but she was afraid to see her.
