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... of this slap, Mu Chen would think that he didn’t get what he was supposed to get.
The little thing was annoyed from the noises and turned around, spitting out a word milkily, “Daddy...”
Mu Chen’s mumbling paused and his lips curved upwards at it.
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As he carried the little thing back home, he saw Special Assistant Zhao and Liu whispering to each other there.
Mu Chen snorted coldly. Did these people really think his home was a shelter for refugees?
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