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Seeing Shangguan Wudi deep in thought, Yang Xiao also began to ponder.
The living room of the villa became engulfed in silence until Shangguan Hao returned from outside with a bottle of wine, breaking the quiet atmosphere.
Shangguan Hao, unaware of the prior conversation between Yang Xiao and Shangguan Wudi, placed the wine down and plopped onto the sofa.
Not to delay the lunchtime meal, his trip had not allowed for a moment of rest.
Now that he was finally sitting down, a wave of fatigue hit him. He grabbed the teacup and gulped down the contents urgently, and, feeling unsatisfied after finishing it, he directly picked up the teapot and started guzzling from it.
Seeing Shangguan Hao's behavior, Yang Xiao was at a loss for words, while Shangguan Wudi looked on helplessly.
Having only this one son, he had been somewhat indulgent with Shangguan Hao from a young age, which was why Hao'er didn't fear him in the slightest and never acted properly in his presence.
