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Li Qiao lowered her eyelids, a cold smirk appearing on the corners of her mouth. She paced forward, heading straight into the living room.
At the same time, Duan Shuyuan spoke in an even tone, "Do you want me to talk to dad about it?"
Duan Shuhua nodded earnestly, "Mhm, after all, you speaking to dad would be the most appropriate."
"Mom." A crisp voice echoed from the entrance of the living room. The people in front of the sofa turned their heads at the sound and, seeing Li Qiao, Duan Shuhua pursed her lips and kept quiet.
At that moment, Duan Shuyuan was sitting on the sofa with a rather unsightly complexion. Seeing Li Qiao, she waved with a surprised look on her face, "Qiaoqiao, what brought you back so suddenly today?"
Li Qiao greeted Duan Yuanhong and Duan Shuhua before sitting down next to Duan Shuyuan.
She crossed her legs and leaned back on the sofa, "It's the weekend, and I wanted to come spend some time with you."
