"What right do you have to call him your father?" Wu Yu let out a scoff from his nose, the corners of his mouth curving into a mocking sneer.
"Wu Yu, stop pushing your luck. What gives you the right to keep us from seeing our father?" Wu Chong said, clutching his chest.
"Absurd." Meng Huaijin slammed his teacup down heavily onto the table.
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