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nThe many storms that had caused numerous uproars finally settled when Mrs. Jing appeared. The netizens were still discussing spiritedly and criticizing many of the people involved.

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nYunjin Prime Manor was already very lively.

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nAt this moment, the temperature in Beijing was already below zero. It was cold and bleak outside, but the heating in the house was very comfortable.

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nSong Fengwan and the others had also arrived. Uncle Nian got someone to cook a few hearty dishes and even set up a small hotpot stove. They sat together, and it was quite lively.

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nWhen Little Mr. Yan saw his parents return, he lay in Qiao Aiyun’s arms and refused to get down.

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nPerhaps because he had just woken up, his eyes were a little blurry. When others teased him, he didn’t seem to be interested.

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nHe looked very calm, but he actually still wanted his mother.

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nPreviously, Tang Wangjin had been worried about Sheng Aiyi, so he had saved Tang Jingci and Qiao Xiyan some face and held back his anger. Later, when he was about to get into the car, Qiao Aiyun pulled him into another car, so he simply didn’t say anything.

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nHe just left them hanging.

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nHe didn’t speak or mention anything. He just sized the two of them up with a strange gaze, making their hearts tremble. Every time they wanted to speak, he would always interrupt them.

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nThis feeling of a lingering death was terrible. It would have been better to stab them directly.

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nDuan Linbai still had to deal with a lot of the aftermath, so he didn’t join in the fun.

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nDuring the meal, Tang Wangjin actually became familiar with Fu Chen. In order to please the Qiao family, a certain someone had read a lot of related books and used almost all of them.

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n“Wanwan really has good taste. Fu Chen is good,” Tang Wangjin praised generously.

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nBut when it came to Tang Jingci, he only gave her a look to let her realize it herself.

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nTang Jingci ate with her head lowered. Is my taste bad?

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nHe had clearly praised Qiao Xiyan before. This man changed his attitude so quickly.

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nAfter dinner, Little Mr. Yan wanted to sleep. Fu Chen’s place was spacious enough, so a few people took an afternoon nap.

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nQiao Aiyun called Old Madam Fu and arranged to go to the old residence for dinner tonight. When Old Madam Fu heard that Little Mr. Yan was also here, she was overjoyed and couldn’t wait for Yu Manxi to give birth so that she could carry her great-granddaughter.

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nIn order to face the media today, Tang Jingci had specially dressed up. At this moment, she felt uncomfortable and went to Song Fengwan’s room to wash up slightly.

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n“Cousin-in-Law, do you want to change your clothes? I should have something you can wear here.” Song Fengwan rummaged through the closet.

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nJust as Tang Jingci was about to wash her face with water, she suddenly remembered that Qiao Xiyan and Fu Chen were downstairs.

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nThird Master Fu wasn’t easy to deal with. Could he have deliberately left Qiao Xiyan alone and thrown him to her father?

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nHis father had been waiting for a long time.

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nAt the thought of this situation, she immediately rushed downstairs. Before she could go downstairs, she saw her father about to close the door, and Qiao Xiyan was in that room.

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nFrom her angle, Yan Wangchuan seemed to be inside too.

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n“Dad—” Tang Jingci was a little anxious and wanted to go in.

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n“What? You still want to come in?” Tang Wangjin had endured for so long and finally caught this brat acting alone. Why wouldn’t he drag him over and interrogate him first?

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nAt the press conference, he had endured silently and had really been patient enough.

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nSeeing the two of them show off their affection and even interlock their fingers, he would already be giving his master face if he broke this fellow’s fingers.

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n“Dad, you’ve also been through this before. Relationships aren’t decided by one person. This matter isn’t entirely Senior Brother’s fault. Our relationship isn’t stable yet. If I had told you in advance, and if we broke up, it would have been awkward for you to meet Uncle-Master…” Tang Jingci wanted to walk in.

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nWith her father’s temper, he would definitely hit him.

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n“If you come in today, he will be dead.” Tang Wangjin held the door and threatened.

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nWhat he meant was, you can come in, but Qiao Xiyan’s life will be gone. Your choice.

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nTang Jingci pursed her lips tightly.

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nQiao Xiyan kept winking at her, wanting her to come in. After all, he wasn’t familiar with Tang Wangjin, so he really couldn’t figure out his second uncle-master’s temperament.

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nBut after hesitating for a moment, she said a few words. “Then, Dad, be gentle. Don’t be ruthless. I really like him.”

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nThe door slammed shut.

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nTang Wangjin frowned. She really likes him. Hmph!

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nTang Jingci gritted her teeth. My god, what should I do?

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nFu Chen walked over from the side. When he saw the person standing at the door, he said lightly, “Our house’s soundproofing is very good. We won’t be able to hear anything.”

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nTang Jingci could only look back every few steps and return to Song Fengwan’s room.

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n“Cousin-in-Law, don’t worry. Isn’t Uncle Yan here? At worst, he’ll be beaten up. He definitely won’t die.” Song Fengwan had found her a change of clothes and was lying on the bed, browsing Weibo.

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nTang Jingci smiled bitterly. “Thank you for your comfort.”

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n“Cousin is used to being beaten up since he was a child. He was very mischievous when he was young, and he was often chased around by Grandpa and Uncle with willow branches. His skin is rough and thick…”

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n“What do you want to say?”

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n“Cousin is very tough and can take a beating.” Song Fengwan scrolled through Weibo. If Fu Chen was beaten up, she definitely wouldn’t look like this.

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nTang Jingci responded awkwardly. She’s really a… cousin.

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nAt this moment, in a room in Yunjin Prime Manor, this place was Fu Chen’s study. Although it was a man’s study, on the sofa, they saw a pink blanket with hearts printed on it, and there were even couples cups.

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nTang Wangjin and Yan Wangchuan were sitting at the side, while Qiao Xiyan was sitting alone opposite them.

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nThe atmosphere was awkward.

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nEven the air seemed to be heating up, burning with a scorching heat. It seemed like if there was a spark, the entire air could ignite.

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nAfter a long time, Tang Wangjin gritted his teeth. “Last time… last time, when you went to M Nation, were you taking a vacation or…

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n“Did you specially go to find my daughter?”

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nQiao Xiyan said bluntly, “It was for her.”

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nAt this time, there was no need to hide it.

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n“You bastard! To think that I treated you well and arranged for you to stay at my house, but you actually wanted to kidnap my daughter?”

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nTang Wangjin’s anger surged, and his face flushed red. He subconsciously wanted to touch something. Clearly, he was used to looking for carving knives. Unfortunately, he wasn’t allowed to bring such things on planes. So he simply jumped up and rushed at him.

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nQiao Xiyan subconsciously stood up from the sofa.

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n“Second Senior Brother, calm down.” Yan Wangchuan reached out to stop him.

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nHe worked out all year round, so it was easy for him to stop him.

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n“You still want me to calm down? Look at what he did. He’s simply presumptuous. He stole my daughter under my nose!

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n“Hey, do you think the Qiao family has this hereditary trait of stealing wives?”

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n“Didn’t Wangbei kidnap his wife? Her family kindly let him stay, but he hooked up with their daughter and kidnapped her. This brat has the same character. I should have seen it clearly long ago.”

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nAt this moment, Qiao Wangbei was taking a small train to the capital.

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nHe didn’t use a smartphone and usually only answered calls. He didn’t know that his son had kidnapped his senior brother’s daughter. He only knew that the matter had been resolved, and he was very happy.

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nLittle did he know that his senior brother had already exposed everything about him when he was young.

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n“Second Senior Brother.” Yan Wangchuan tried his best to stop him.

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n“Don’t hold me back. I have to kill him to vent my anger.”

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nWhen Qiao Xiyan saw Yan Wangchuan helping him, he rejoiced in his heart. But next, his uncle-master stabbed him with a knife.

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n“Don’t you have a lot of things to ask him?

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n“It won’t be too late to vent your anger later.

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n“Before killing him, let’s clarify things first.”

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nQiao Xiyan was dumbfounded. What is Uncle-Master doing?

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nIs he changing sides?

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nHearing this, Tang Wangjin sat down again.

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nYan Wangchuan cleared his throat. “Let me ask.”

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n“Okay, go ahead!” Tang Wangjin snorted coldly.

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n“How far have you and Little Ci progressed?”

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nQiao Xiyan was stunned. Are elders nowadays so direct?

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nHe felt that if he answered the question truthfully, he wouldn’t be able to walk out of this door today.

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nTang Wangjin took a deep breath. “Let me say it. I saw the rumors about Little Ci online at the press conference today. She found a tricky angle to attack that reporter. Let me ask you. What medicine did she buy that day? Was it contraceptive pills?”

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nQiao Xiyan nodded.

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nTang Wangjin’s head heated up. “I really want to kill you!”

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nAt another side of the house…

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nFu Chen held a thermos flask in his hand and blew on the white smoke coming out of it. The laptop in front of him was on, and the scene happened to be of his study. At this moment, Qiao Xiyan was being chased and hit by Tang Wangjin.

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nHis lips curled up slightly as he pressed the button to save the video. This thing is worth keeping.

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