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February 14th, cut.
Just happened to be Valentine's Day, and that Mu Chen brat was definitely deceiving his little padded coat.
Shanshan frowned, directly and bluntly rejecting, "Daddy, your taste is really bad."
"Hahaha!"
With that, Jian Qing and his seventeen brothers burst out laughing.
In contrast, Quan Jingwu's handsome face turned as black as ink.
He angrily threw down the gift box and went back to play games with his son.
All because of that Mu Chen brat, his little padded coat had hurt his heart over and over again.
Seventeen and nineteen laughed too crazily, which meant they were repeatedly annihilated several times by Quan Jingwu while gaming.
After wrapping the gift, Shanshan immediately ran back upstairs to put it away, planning to mail it the next day.
Far across the ocean
In a bright bedroom, a pleasant fragrance filled the air.
Opposite the bed, a large bookshelf caught the eye.
