"Qinger is not that kind of person!" Young Master Wuhen defended her, then added, "Besides, even if it is a trick, I'm more than happy to fall for it!"
"Hopeless!" Xuanyuan Litian felt a stabbing pain in his heart, liver, spleen, and stomach.
How had he ended up with such a son? If the boy were merely mediocre, that would be one thing—he could simply be sent far away out of sight and out of mind.
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