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If it wasn't for the presence of mom and dad, Ye Yanran would have gone to the kitchen to grab a knife long ago.
Screw your "together."
Her eyes were already spitting fire.
This bastard, he actually still wants to take advantage of her.
"Heh heh, sure, sure, young brother Zhang Fan, shall we start the healing now?" Weng Taixing hurriedly said.
Zhang Fan rolled his eyes.
Start the healing now?
Do you want to gather around and watch or what!
"Dad." Weng Shuang stomped her foot, her cheeks flushed red, looking adorably like a little woman.
"Oh my, Shuang'er, your mom and I have been longing day and night for your illness to be cured, the sooner you are cured, the sooner we'll have peace of mind," Weng Taixing said earnestly.
"Exactly, sister, let brother Zhang Fan treat you quickly, I'll be relieved once you're healed," Weng Yufeng chimed in.
"Get lost." Weng Shuang glared at Weng Yufeng with gritted teeth, this guy, always butting in.
