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... coots are such busybodies, they’re so annoying—"
SLAP... SLAP...
Mr. Sheng, at the end of his rope, landed two resounding slaps across his daughter’s face. The sharp sound made the crowd of gossiping women gasp.
His own daughter had been driving him to the brink lately. Every day brought a new, unwelcome surprise, leaving him dizzy and utterly exhausted.
’And she had the nerve to ask how he knew! He had come here specifically to greet those VIPs.’
"Dad! Y ...
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