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The glance at Fu Zining lying on the ground was full of contempt; like mother, like daughter, both spineless. No wonder the old man could crush her so easily.
He chuckled evilly, stroking his chin, thinking that if it had been Song Weiyi, the "Little Hot Pepper," today would have definitely been interesting.
Gradually, Sheng Jinsen's smile disappeared as he looked at his father with detached coolness.
"Although you've always had heavy tastes, Father, accepting anyone who comes, I still advise you not to play someone to death, especially on your wedding night."
Sheng Jinsen's words made Sheng Zhenguo tremble all over.
"You bastard, you have no right to interfere with my affairs."
Compared to Sheng Zhenguo's anger and curses, Sheng Jinsen showed no reaction and went upstairs.
And so, Fu Qishan's days of suffering began to play out daily after joining the Sheng Family.
Indeed, on the day of the wedding, the news had spread throughout all the streets and alleys of A City.
